This Corner of the World

Recently, I ventured into a part of this city and was met with a hit of air which reminded me of home. Not just my home, but of the homes we all carry. As I walked through the mini alleyways and corners of this area, what would otherwise have been normal and mundane stood out …

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The Unfortunate Ones

No one is coming. Scream as stridently as you can, screech as desperately as your faltering voice will allow, howl as despairingly as your lungs can bear, you may wail inconsolably until the tears streaming from your shrunken eyes no longer dampen your tumefied face. But over here, no one will hear you. Here, the …