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I am enduring life. Perching onto my beanbag, I sit indolently at my balcony, tongue-tied, eyeballing at something. That something is oblivious. That something is conventionally either… Read more “Blonde moment”
She dreamt since childhood. Dream was all she had. Abandoned since her very first sight of this world, she knew no one but her dreams- all she… Read more “DREAM”
Love was all what he craved for. Hate was all that he had to endure in the end.
And then, there endured this inexplicable love story. In the so called ‘secular’ country, the story forked into two- two disparate religions.
I haul myself through the drabbing exanimate night hoping to see another glaring day padding me up with positivism.
She had the faculty to metamorphose him. Yet, she preferred not divulging it.
Into the world of darkness- the light so wishy-washy- where life seems not to abide, there lies a soul- a pure soul- oblivious about the irreproachable chapter… Read more “The Irreproachable Soul”