Words falling off from the tower of memories And the silverfish whispered to the man, its voice dripping with darkness, if he had ever devoured the bitter essence of words. The man, haunted by a deep, consuming passion, exhaled long breaths of despair and surrendered to his fate. He implored the pest to await him… Continue reading THE TOWER OF MEMORiES
My love, And before I ask if you still remember me, tell me did you ever forget me? Be honest.What else should I think, I am ruined for life. You don't write letters to me anymore. You don't laugh with that little tilt of your head anymore. You remember, dear Blishé, don't you? I told… Continue reading LETTER TO BLiSHÉ – III
And I stand in the terrace surrounded by the tapestry of bricks. Weaved into the usual pattern, the bricks are no different from one another. I am here, in a home territory, and there are millions of others like me. I can’t see them; we are all in a blissful ignorance, and they can’t see… Continue reading THE BLiSS OF iGNORANCE
And, this was not how it was meant to be. But, can one help it? Do you know how it was supposed to be?Bruised and battered, I lie awake like a corpse; eyes open and clear, I sleep like the dead. From a distance, I am scary and disturbing because that is how you feel… Continue reading THE FALL
And I die each moment because of my guilty conscience. I am in the present with my thoughts always lying in the past and the future. I am living to develop the theorem that will make me understand the cause and effect of things. I will be the greatest mathematician the world… Continue reading DREAMER
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