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The petrichor, the scent of food, the tiny boots, the old clothes, the school uniform, the TV show, the cricket bat, and the silly talk. All of them, taken away. The only wish, to relive those, walking again, hand in hand with the people you cherish the most, moments that’ll be treasured until the end…Read More The Cage of Nostalgia
There is a mould of clay in my yesterdayA piece of clay moulded into mythical magicJust short of approachable to any onlookerThat dares to map their fingerprintOver the vastness of this vase,Yet to be contorted into the present, unruly.But malleable than the tomorrow. This desolate vase, once filled by the echoOf a thousand drumstick fingers…Read More Clay
“All it takes is just one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That’s how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.” – The Joker I love network films. There is a sense of mystery to the hyper-link movies. They offer me a kind of emotional attachment…Read More Terrorizers
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