The dark aesthetics of sepia tones and the mystic words, and the tones of the words uttered from the pages of a medieval book,
the mind saturated with the evenings filled with a wistfulness.
It's not yet dark. Love says, "Wait ,
it's not the time for the protagonist to enter yet..
Let love grope in the shadows of the light wavering between denial and confession, arrival and departure
but growing darker still.
Sushama Karnik.
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