My safe place

I walk into that room, all dark and so familiar. A gleam of light passing through those scruffy windows, Through those windows where the child clung onto back then,  Giggling at the passerby time and again. In the room lingered the scent of past! The books, the wardrobes, and the shelves covered in dust! Perhaps... Continue Reading →

Stories

Not all stories are divine that are painted white on the gates of Heaven. Some stories would just be overwhelming like the sea, where the sound of the waves wasn't required to express the depth of the ocean. Not all stories were revealed like a vast meadow. Some stories were hidden in the cocoon and some... Continue Reading →

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