The Lotus in the Ice
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Last published Wed, Aug 20, 2025
Lotus is known as the symbol of purity, isn't it? Why, because it blooms as a beautiful flower from muddy pond right! But that's just an easier case, what if the surface is covered with thin, cold ice where the sunlight couldn't reach. Only visible as a ray of hope, warmth but the bud couldn't feel it because of the ice, breaking of which will cut the blooming petals and will make them bleed. This is the story of a girl who was just like a blooming lotus flower her bloom was hindered by the thin ice layers like gruesome circumstances. But just like the sunrays there was a ray of hope for her too..
This is the story of Saijana Halder and Barrister Ishan Roy Choudhary.
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