Sunday, November 01, 2015

554, 553, 552, 551, 550

I have been away from the blog for a while now. It's November now. I also brought a Bejan Daruwaala booklet for Aries 2016. It feels like five years later already. What is time? Where does it come from?

Where do hurt words go in a relationship? What happens to them? Do you bury them or do they get a cremation? Or they get stashed in some long forgotten cave or naala  to decompose? Or do they stand their ground and nudge out everything else - like peace or affection or even basic courtesy?

What if they come back from the dead? What if they come back as love?



 

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