Chiseled in times, ravaged by war, a witness to the independence movement and surviving amidst troubled celebration. The monument stands and shines, devoid of percussion, beneath and over. Sans you, sans me. What is left of is platelets of the past and some enormous little moments.
“Tread not in the by-lanes of the belittle ones, you will only be ripped off of your untainted glory and the very reason for your sublime existence”. @msksmiles “Vultures can hunt, eagles can prey, tigers will prowl. Only a saint will consume all the adultery and exude sanity for the baffled minds”. – @msksmiles IContinue reading “A Revered Adieu”