Bloodlust

What do you think of yourself? Are you happy of the demon you've turned me into? You say I've changed alot. But it's probably you who wanted me to change. Isn't it? Do you want me to be pretty nice with you, Or do you enjoy the way it's going? Well, I'm helpless. You'll have... Continue Reading →

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Just once…around that street!!

As a child of four, I used to race up to the blue bench in the street corner and look at those deliciously cooked jalebies(typical Indian street food). I would instead stare at them. Pitying on my innocent face, that slim-beard-old uncle, would hand over me two of them. I would just run off to my... Continue Reading →

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