Balcony Piece V

I thought I had put myself beyond the fence of control, yet I found myself rambling in the grips of suffocating ‘control’. The lingering thought about what I would write…

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Balcony Piece IV

Most of the people in the metro train rushed out of the cool coach at Kashmere Gate where they always rush into the returning one. I have always pondered about…

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Balcony Piece III

Her perfume still in my nostrils as a hangover from strong liquor that begs for more has kept me up all night to welcome the dawn with its strong sprout…

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