“I wonder, How to describe that old Man…….Tanned body, Bushy hair……Long beard & Torn clothes………He sometimes used to seem, to be talking to himself (mostly silent)…………But never with anybody else……..People thought he is mad………He used to sleep at the local bus stop during the nights……..Right from my childhood, he used to visit our home once… Continue reading ‘That Old Man’
Symphony: It was just like any other evening……The Sun was going down the horizon……I was listening to that Symphony…………An arrangement of complex yet perfectly harmonized sounds………I kept paying more & more attention to each note………..It was getting difficult to get hold of it………….This kind of captivated my whole being……And suddenly in the midst of the… Continue reading Musings Part I: Symphony | Vulnerability | Unlearning
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