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स्त्री के टूटे मन मंदिर का दीपक।

Pratishtha Mishra
साक्षर हाल बताती हूँ , निषिद्ध जगहों पर जाती हूँ। तिनका तिनका चुनती हूँ , मन का भगवान सजाती हूँ। मन के हारे हार रही थी, मन के जीते जीत गई। इ...
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...Mulaqat ho na ho. Perhaps!

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A while before I was almost into the slumber of my dreams; I don’t know exactly if they were dreams or someone was deliberately gettin...
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Once Art couldn't be done.

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Once I was told to write a story. I couldn't. Because writing cannot be commanded. Once I was told to dance. I couldn't. B...
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"कलम की मैं नही, कलम मेरी है।
सच कहूँ तो कुछ सच नही है,
विधना, सब चाल तेरी है।
मैं भी तेरी हूँ, और कलम भी तेरी है।"

- प्रतिष्ठा

Author: Pratishtha Mishra

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People stand on nadir staring hard at zenith. Pratishtha has taken a step back and tasted the mud underneath her. She has lived nadir and felt roots beneath her. The time she breathed the skin, the air, the smoke, the soil and the time she wore a lot of social anxiety, she released the bag of everything on the paper through the pen's nib. She delineated her cruise to the zenith.


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