Dark and Light
From the Blog amnasiddiquisblogIt is still slightly chilly, and it is still lightning. The clouds have wept enough for one day, now they are just growling against the vestiges of rain and occasional wind-storms. I have this unintentional practice of writing when it rains. I don't know why, or how. I don't even know if I appreciate it that much as well. For the routine brings one closer to fake attempts at keeping the tradition alive. And I would never want to do that. At any cost. But it happened, and so I must wrote. Write because emotions overwhelm me, and I write because that is my get away. I wonder what's yours? Yes, yours. Envy, for that getaway. Because lightning strikes in caged minds only. It creates a picture in my cosmos, still. Wilderness, in all its glory This place, this howling kingdom of rain apakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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