Stewards

Routine, Hustling and bustling, Wake up- tired, Live- survive, Sleep- dreamless, Repeat. Everything seemed alright, Simply contended with everything, Life is smooth sailing, I am living the desired life. All is good, Nothing needs to be done at all. Why not… The voice, the call, Diminishing into an abyss. I am losing track on achievingContinue reading “Stewards”

Catching Fear

Catching fear in my palms, I knew I was devoid of hope, yet I still pushed on with the gossamer silver cord of life.¬†Bang! BanG! BANG!¬†Three knocks, in precise, it was the third consecutive three knocks, I was locked in a janitor’s storeroom, no exits, no space for life, no escape, at all. The thingContinue reading “Catching Fear”