“There is on one side the party, rife with smiles and laughs, celebrating the boon of having been born from a fortunate womb.”

“One gust after another prodding it to flutter and float…”

“Where misers bleed and paupers grow strong…”

“Many began the journey, yet few made it back…”

“The women came from the mist and spoke in riddles…”

“There was a whisper heard that night which startled every villager to their core…”

“You see, living a life of duality lacks the substance to fill us in the right spots and engender that gravity of character we know, consciously or not, to be the birthright of human beings.”

“What could be more favourable to this desire in a man than life’s response to bring ever more troubles into his life?”

“To waste these precious energies on unnecessary conversations about trivial and trite topics, would in any sane world be considered absolutely insane.”

“To restrain one’s certainties and struggle towards observing the ordinary as the extraordinary can be a one-way ticket to the local asylum…”