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“The Howrah Bridge swallows the train whole. I wave at no one. No one waves back. In my pocket: a shiuli petal, pressed flat, still holding the scent of your goodbye. The city shrinks. The heart expands. This is how we become the places we leave.” — Avijeet Das
The Howrah Bridge
swallows the train whole.
I wave at no one.
No one waves back. In my pocket:
a shiuli petal,
pressed flat,
still holding
the scent of your goodbye. The city shrinks.
The heart expands.
This is how
we become
the places
we leave.