The pigments run wild. More than a thought to spare, Sepia and its pigmented pictures images back to the eons of wild thoughts, irrational desires and imaginations of Cloud9! The childhood always bakes a cake smudged with cashews, raisins, almonds and hazel nuts. Sometimes ingredienst of sour vitality makes one self awed with his or her own "ir"responsible work.
Time works out its way through the mazes till the present. It wriggles through the muddy waters into the Lake Balkan. Deep down the crevices it moves to the darkness, to find some respite from the Unreal Thoughts of the Wonder Years. No time to think such, for time demands you to be practical. Those days of baby talks, baby steps are over and out!
It grinds...
It grinds...
and will keep on doing so, till The person Attains Eternity!
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