I feel an inner drowsiness so great it overflows the bounds of self. And I want nothing, prefer nothing, there is nothing I can escape into: The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa
Friday, December 16, 2005
Jammu Roughcut
He searched for her... in mental spaces... on the Palace road. He could not find his past; Raju tea stall was closed... and Amit's dream was hit by precision-guided-missile of destiny. And then those 4o-page letters... Read More
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