Vincit Qui Patitur

This had occurred to me years ago, four maybe, it was being hit by something, an immeasurable force, a ‘kick’ straight up my ass, precisely surging me with the unstoppable urge to do something, to get off my laziness to learn, as if I had discovered the purpose of life, literally. I felt like, doing […]

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Pianist, Fear.

There was the piano, sombre, gleaming with the spotlights glazing on the jet black surface, effacing the garrulous crowd that was discussing about the last pianist, how magnificent was he, how he turned the hall into his garden of music, how good a pianist he was. I stood at the aperture facing the piano, my […]

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