An Ode To Humanity

In light of what happened in Manhattan,
A wound was struck deep with a carving fork,
Our minds are wild, but our hearts are sadden’
Starting with 26/11, now to New York.
Like a trail of blood for everyone to see,
A scary sight, from which we flee.

But let’s face it,
the Taj Oberoi attacks were deadly scary,
With 164 dead and 308 wounded,
It’s natural that it would make us wary.
But what happened to dear departed Kasab?
If he’s watching this,
Like salt in our wound, I see him rub.

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Why We Retreat Into The Mountains

Brooding

I’m back in the mountains.

It’s the place I come to when I’m at a crossroad; it’s also the place where I realized I wanted to be a writer.

Of course, my mom had predicted this a long time ago, but it was only when I was up here, did I truly accept it.

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