Dear Friend, All deaths seem unfortunate, even the one’s that are well needed or that are unwilling to pass on. It may be needed if torment is all you ever felt or were kept from a liberty that you longed for so much, begged for. It is a disguise often told that some things are …
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Log March 31st— Sunday
Yesterdays’s sky was the most blue. It was a perfect Sunday. However, I had to leave to meet a friend, Faiz. I met him before I left for Delhi; there was never a right time to meet him after I came back. I have been going to college for three weeks now and I’m already …
Log: June 30th
It’s 6:55am and I’m awake, there is a person right outside our home who’s reciting the Muslim confession of faith in a broken voice. He’s not mute but he is unable to form sentences, he is unable to talk but is capable of making certain sounds that don’t necessarily mean anything but sometimes scare the …
27/03/2018: A Log
Today was special but I didn’t get a day off for it and in all secrecy, only one other person knows about why today every month is faultlessly special; liberty of going public is something we earn when we have the legs to stand up for it and until that day comes, nothing is going …
12/03/2018: A Log
It is supposedly a college day; however I find myself tucked away from sunlight, probably because the sun, while benign, feels deceptive and false here; while as the spring is approaching on its hooves rather soon. I’m home and I’m looking at the world through a wooden frame: a window and a room full of …