Twilight Dawn

Oppression filled the foggy twilit dawn, the recherché feminism of the morning light danced an undulating number with the mood of the solitary cyclist as he wound his way up the serpentine path to the crest of the craggy peak, bathed in the soft glow of the fiercely burning star billions of miles away, stillContinue reading “Twilight Dawn”

Twenty-Four Hours

If  you knew that you had only twenty-fours hours more to live, what are the things you would do? I know it’s a morbid question, but I’ve been thinking about it ever since I heard about the guy who died three days back. Well, he was a guy in the prime of his life, muchContinue reading “Twenty-Four Hours”