Kirdaar

It wasn't some flashy jewellery, It wasn't some cool car, Things we do, They were simple, A walk alongside a park, A treat near a local store, Two rounds around the huge green boundary walls, On my little cycle, I would sway past him like a pro-racer each time when I would come across him... Continue Reading →

Gear

My fingers went Numb, this wasn't the first time I was doing this, This shall not be the last time either, Why was it different this time, Why am I feeling that I will never find people staring at me again? Is it a trap? The time was slowing down, second by second, As I... Continue Reading →

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