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As vast as the universe, the solitude transformed into the meditations of the universe.
As with most ideal plans, this one too fell apart. The
A blank slab best describes a life that could have been but wasn’t.
only when one encounters all the moment’s possibilities with contentment, only then is one left with no reason to pray. Like the parrots, he is grateful just to return home each day.
In deep sleep, she is always drawn to his forearm, pushing him to the edge with her desires.
What is the purpose of belief if even god can’t put the world back the way you worshipped it?
The skeleton of a rosebush stands upright, trying to preserve its dignity as only stubs remain where roses once bloomed.
Girija Prasad and Devi feel the deepest form of gratitude and love toward her—they take her for granted.
Unlike her parents, Devi has fiercely curly hair. A reminder that she is more than their synthesis.
Her gaze wasn’t otherworldly. It was that other world itself.
Plato wakes up to his favorite moment: an unexpected drop in temperature, overcast skies, and the smell of wet earth, mixed with citrus and incense.
Memory was life reflected in a shattered mirror.
The two have always shared their company, even their demons, in silence.
If humans considered something in nature anomalous or aberrational, it was because they lacked the vision to recognize the pattern.
“This life of mine has left me exhausted. When the time comes to be reborn, I will decline. If they don’t listen to me, I will make a fuss until they do. A weary man like me has earned his break from living.”
In the absence of company, he has begun to enjoy his own sense of humor.
