You were born in a land,
where night and day change hand,
But still you bloom in the dark,
chasing memories in life's arc,
Stop!don't shut the rays few,
don't let the color of your pain be red,
let it be blue.
Looking up at the sky, Saina Nehwal let out a scream after grabbing the coveted gold, eight years after she had become the toast of the ...
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