Water Under the Bridge

So much water has passed under the bridge. Authority changed its face thrice since I last saw yours. Like the authority you haven’t changed, unlike them you’ve progressed.


I made A Friend Under The Moonlight

I made a friend under the moonlight. The ears -not eyes- were in charge of getting acquainted. Age was lost under the navy-blue blanket of night.

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