What can an old diary do to someone who finds it? Read on to know more... Shivi shivered slightly, as a wandering wind meandered in through the bars of her windows. The journal lay open before her, naked to her curious gaze. The handwriting crawled across it, almost writhing away in its cursive attempts to reveal all, even as the pages futilely fluttered, trying to break free. It had been exactly a week, since she had held the journal for the first time while on a sojourn to the book lanes of College Street in Central Kolkata. After...
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