* Day is not hour by hour;
rather it's pain by pain. The more pain prolongs, the longer day stretches.
These two are interwoven and at some point, at the end of the day man finds his
life muddled in a maze. The more he tries to extricate himself from the maze,
the faster he gets tangled in it.
He never gets to know that his whole life
has been spent in solving the puzzle…
* And yet the wings
sometimes break terribly, and hope shatters too.Yet sometimes you need no one,
no reason to be the impediment to stop you from dreaming, hoping! Sometimes
it's the very self of your which put a bridle and force you get bored by hoping
and hoping and hoping...
There nothingness holds the dominion..
* The part of life we live
is very small. The part of life we remain viable is even smaller. Rest are time
we only pursue being dead!! Dead as stone… After duration of time the corporeal
frame falls prey to death...
A mere dot of this vast cosmos, waiting at
the verge of life...
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| At Potenga Sea Beach |
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