In Face of Death

"If death had a face, it will be of the nearest person you lost to the inevitable."This statement is my belief. The nearest I came to death was when my father died. It did not come to me as news but I witnessed it in front of my eyes. I live that episode every now... Continue Reading →


bolts of lightning  crack into the  grey sky thunderous echoes  shatter the  silent night a moment of life flickers and then  is laid to rest life in a metaphor proves nothing at our behest fragile all that lives fragile  until death...    

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