How The time changes
I bend myself and interlocked my hands. I would often sit like this whenever I am in deep thought. It was past midnight, and the dread...
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I am Not Alone
Today I am relaxing, resting my knees on my chair, and eyes piercing across the glass panes, as t The Sun began to sink beyond...
That Was Seat No 302
It was 12th June 2004; I took my seat No 302 for California, wearing Light Brown Shirt, black leggings. With Goggles over my head, and...