#IdeaStory: Sea of Words
I’m drowning in a sea of words, she says
You don’t want to be rescued, he observes
So she asks if they can write a story together.
I’m drowning in a sea of words, she says
You don’t want to be rescued, he observes
So she asks if they can write a story together.
The Landmark bookstore opens its doors on 23rd January 2009. Landmark has been shut these past three months after a fire broke out in Infinity Mall where it is housed, causing much damage to merchandise and fittings. Mercifully no human casualties except of course for avid Landmarkers who’ve missed the…
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I was preyed on by someone hiding behind the rainbow flag. It made me introspect on what is prejudice and what is instinct. The moral dilemma continues.
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I closed a chapter I wrote a decade ago. It is a death since I once gave it life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?