“I think God, in creating man, somewhat overestimated his ability.”― Oscar Wilde I still remember the day when I was put in front of the unknown like I was an exhibit for a show and some art appreciators had come to see me. It was the very day I was thrown into an incessant trial…
Month: July 2017
Witful
I was flowing in the wild, like the marram grass. Dry and gusty, and was so jaunty. You sneaked into my life, hiding in the mist. Quenching my eternal thirst, with your dripping tears. I bestowed myself with your dews of love, wilful that I will be clammy forever.
ANKUR MONDAL 