And then there comes one of the nights, When you feel the entire purpose of hope, is to transcend you to the lack of it, that you’ve been knocking on the wrong door, all the time, and the room was empty, that is why the sound was profound, the hollowness didn’t only resonate the otherContinue reading “From a cradle to the coffin!”
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A crossing under the lamp post!
He noticed the figure approach him again, as he continued his daily walk on that circular footpath around the park. It was tracing that path in the anticlockwise direction, opposite to his clockwise trail, and so they would pass each other, twice, as they continued to promenade in that dark night. He tucked his handsContinue reading “A crossing under the lamp post!”
Dear Serene Streets
A letter to the streets of IIM Bangalore -just to remember the unusual bond I shared with them 🙂
Misguided Ghost 