To Unaccountable Deity
From the wet dawn To the smog in mountain, Where beggar's pilgrim And an action has no reaction. Doomed is the man Who never knew his home Searched for salvation…
Day 4: 3rd Party
Drifting back to the city days, where the only thing common about my schedule was arriving late or missing the interesting events. They were so amusing that I had to…
Day 3: God’s Own Country
*The drunkards conversation* Friend: Do you believe in God? Me: I believe what I see & feel, and I don't feel god; if there's any such thing then he is…
Day 2: 30 Hours Of Highness
Somewhere around me the clock tickels and seconds turn into hours; as I cast my eyes out of the moving train villages turn to cities for some moments. It's the…