Some places are like people: some shine and some don’t. - Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining And the saddest part of the sentence is that full stop after the don’t. I could wish all day and all night for a comma or a semi-colon or a haywire to hang on. But at this point of time, the [...]

You are great in love.You are bold.My every step is timid.I’ll do nothing bad to you,but can hardly do you any good. It seems you are leading meoff the beaten path through a forest.Now we’re up to our waist in wildflowers.I don’t even know what flowers they are.Past experience is of no help here. I don’t know [...]

“…a bit player in someone Else’s nightmare”- Stephen King, Insomnia Cityscape and slums, dangerous traffic and trafficking, the national highway cuts into the narrow city streets. Every highway is a tributary for the pulsating city. When life in country roads gush into the gaping black hole, the city is caught unaware, the arterial streets get clogged, [...]

“The road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the purple moor.” – Alfred Noyes The road was a ribbon of moonlight, over the purple moor. Voices said, we all live in a global village. But I knew there was no village, no stop. National Highway. We all live in the National Highway. Every moment is a chosen [...]

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