By Prasanta Kumar B.K.
Yesterday, it was cloudy. Today, it's my cup of tea. It's died in me. You can see It turned into the desire of the sea. The desire of the sea just splashed through me. I sensed the loss without the key. But, why am I anticipating the next cup of tea? As if I am not fulfilled. No idea. No key. I wish this could be my last cup of tea with no desire to go cloudy.
Prasanta Kumar B.K. is a Ph.D. candidate in International Relations at Sichuan University, China. He holds master’s degrees in both English literature and international relations and diplomacy from Tribhuvan University, Nepal. He has been working for Nepal Airlines as a senior officer.
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