In a desert all alone, where there had been life once, allured by the radiance of solitude, he trudges along, stepping on fossils, from times gone by. Waiting for a mirage to happen, to seduce his senses to insanity, so that life becomes bearable. But the pain doesn’t go away, and he breaks down and wails, for someone to end the misery but no one listens, nobody can, for he is an ISLAND.
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hey Navita…..just happen to go through your blogs by chance……its altogether a different you than what I used to know………you have developed this kind of intellect now or I just missed to notice that during our brief interactions years back !! Good to get an insight of yours…….depth of thoughts…….stimulating…….keep it up !!