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From one sip to two, from neat to bottom’s up, from being in a mood to get into the mood, how far can we excuse to drink it to death. Till the very last breath, will you still be holding a cigarette in your hand, and pour the rum down your neck. Shouting cheers and […]
Read More Half filled!Every morning, I wake up and I wash. I wash the dirt off my skin. Hoping there is just a layer to peel off. That maybe, a light scrub will make me clean. But still every dawn, I’m messier than before. Maybe I should scrub harder, maybe I should scrub untill it hurts and there […]
Read More Musings: At DawnWhat if the beauty fades away and leaves you pale sitting astray. What if the fiction is no more a tale but comes alive leaving a trail. What if the person you can’t stand helps you in a way that you can’t repay. What if all the food was for free; and the air charged […]
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