Sonita Pal : Writing

My womb

My womb

A Story by Sonita Pal


Being a mother has it's pressing moments... From the time i pushed the sack that broke and a bright emerging head popped out, it didn't pop it squeez..
Seasons of Change

Seasons of Change

A Poem by Sonita Pal


Just a bried have you, what not, a piece just of my day. To the audience. Smiles
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A Poem by Sonita Pal


A brief poem to claim a feeling to aim...to let go without the shame..to shelter the burden and carry the game.