The Hanging Lamps…

  The stars were hanging from the infinite sky, all pointing towards me, may be not but it seemed so. The view was multifarious, but my mind was caged, reason being the obdurate world. The limited munificence was never enough to broaden the mind\’s perspective, the mind was not able to comprehend the ostensible universe. […]

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Just to live…

  She was an old insouciant lady, her desiccated face was conquered by experience of her own life. Her struggles were speaking through her small gloomy eyes. Inside her petite head, she had stored immense wisdom.   The thoughts inside her were boisterous, but her lips didn’t let those thoughts fly. She always thought that

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