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PRADIP DASGUPTA

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THE ARRIVAL OF MONSOON


The white storm of light is frightening the dark clouds to finish their existence. The wind is blowing their truimpet to gave sign of fresh life to the weak and dying world. The empty rivers and lakes are waiting for its companion to go to new places and crossing its boundary. Miles and miles of brown plains are turning into green carpet to welcome new and fresh form of life. The nature and the rain like old friends enjoy and rejoice the moment of togetherness after long time of separation and dryness.

Submitted: Sunday, February 17, 2013
Edited: Sunday, February 17, 2013

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