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English teacher | Loves nature, traveling, poetry | Studied literature | Big fan of Jane Austen novels | GmailID: nsubashini.15@gmail.com https://nsubashini-15.

From my memory strings

It was the second day of January. I was on my way to Mashar, a remote village near Pudupet. Our bus was speeding past a thick reserve forest area.

I looked through the glass shutters. The grey sky was glowing at a distance. The dark mountains had just then started…

Subashini Nachimuthu

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