Everyone Wants The Same Fundamental Things. Stop and Think.

Sins had woken up earlier than usual. For a moment, he was tempted to close his eyes and let the upper region of his body drift downwards towards the makeshift pillow that he had created, composed of seven folded pants laid atop each other. He was able to resist the temptation easily. Aware that it …

When You Think You’re Tall, You’ll Fall. Quickly.

He stood in front of the decrepit building and sobbed silently at the smouldering ruin that now lay in front of him, an imposing, almighty figure, wrapped in glass, standing erect only a few hours back and now reduced to ashes, its blackened exterior shrouded amidst the early morning fog, as if still enveloped in …