Hai, everyone. I’m Mr. journal, a chocolate brown, two inches thick with slightly tanned pages, leathery coating to cover me, being carefully handled all these months. But now, the person who shared all their feelings, and their daily doings, left me in the sand granules of Baga Beach, when the fear of coronavirus attacking us has increased. I’m left here with no mask or a sanitizer. I don’t know if I’ll go back to the used hands. We had a great time together. All those nights, when the writer used to hold me, slowly touching the edges with deep thoughts running in their head, all those times of happy days and teary nights, we have been together.
Now, this stranger picks me up from the sand, slowly tapes back all those pages of mine. Aayansh, my saviour has taken the risk to read me and maybe help me return to my owner. But, will he succeed in finding this known stranger, the writer of these sandy pages? Let’s hope for the best.
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Sai Teja Dharavath And Anushree R Raikar
Sai Teja Dharavath is now pursuing his Master in Business management in ICFAI University Jaipur. He is born and bought up in Hyderabad, the city of Gardens. He always believes that, there's an art portraits in every verses we read. A passionate poet by habitual and also authors for the Instagram page Void.emotions.
Anushree R Raikar is a final year BCOM student studying in Jyoti Nivas college, Bangalore who is also pursuing a professional course ACCA . She is born and brought up in the silicon city Bangalore. She is the co-author for the Instagram page Void.emotions. She is a disciplined student in the mornings and a passionate, murky writer by night. She believes that words and dance are the strongest paths to express her emotions.
