Jyotirmaya BardhanThalassemia: The Lost BattleStanding on the stoop with the moon right above my head, I can witness the snowy evening turning grievous. The sky is engaged in littering…Jun 26, 2018Jun 26, 2018
Jyotirmaya BardhanHow Different Can It Get?At times, we break off bonds citing “differences” among each other. We make the word sound like a huge black void that cannot be crossed.Jun 26, 2018Jun 26, 2018