Nian (Part 5)

It was when the sun had made its mark over the horizon, beckoning the continuity of the banal life that had been led by the village. My life varied from them. My brother, an adventurous hungry soul, brought me up on the mountain which became our commonplace, and our favourite place, doing music, orchestrated by […]

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Why?

People were walking, zipping past me in a blurring speed. I was cupped in my thoughts, head sank low into my breast, casually skimming the vicinity of people. My vision was promiscuous, picking up minutiae from the rushing crowd. Rumination¬†of the trivial yet abstruse questions started to fill my vacuous thoughts. Why do we rush? […]

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