Wassap

—A single word on WhatsApp. “Wassap.” Thirteen thousand kilometers. Ten months of love, distance, and deliberate construction between two people who wanted the same destination and could not agree on how to get there. One parking lot in Kolkata. One drizzle. One goodbye that never happened.”Wassap” is twenty-one poems about real love, real loss, and the modern face of grief blocked numbers, undelivered messages, and the silence where a name used to be. Each poem is accompanied by the poet’s own prose reflection.A love built seriously enough to matter. Lost honestly enough to endure.