Dreams

Dreams. Aren’t they funny? The things you’ve hidden away and have safely burried inside, how easily do they surface up moulding itself into different characters. The subconscious becomes the director and you are just an actor doing what it wants you to do. You know it, yet you dont. On a lighter side, sometimes youContinue reading “Dreams”

A STRANGER, NOT SO STRANGE

To the stranger in the library,. Libraries are my favorite place and just casually bumping into people, initiating conversations about books and authors to get shushed by the librarian is something I like. But strangely having met a lot strangers peeping across shelves, I never thought I’ll be meeting you someday..Right from picking up theContinue reading “A STRANGER, NOT SO STRANGE”