With her dark gorges, that charm few,
Promising a serene embrace,
The mountains tempt my wanderlust, when drenched in monsoon hue.
As drizzle dots her pristine face,
She blushes a sweet earthy green,
And teases my core, inspiring, a love-soaked garden lace!
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Sanjukta Ghoshal, born and brought-up in Kolkata, India is an electrical engineer with WBSEDCL. She picks up a pen now and then when she doesn't have her head in the clouds or in books. A perfectionist and a wallflower, she works to earn, and writes to live.
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