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It is neither somnambulism nor noctambulism, but premrog of Mallick. Neither a sleepwalker like Lady Macbeth nor Hamlet, he is but a poet dreaming and writing, a Devdas. Under the star-studded skies, he is thinking of the sweet redolence of jasmines coming from.
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Welcome, Dr. Mallick
Did you get my mail dated May 28th?
It was regarding your 'Butterfly' poem.
Please check your spam folder.
It might have landed up there.
Thanks
Aparna
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Thank you, Aparna for this charming illustration.
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