Wherever Tomorrow Is

Tomun was an unusual man. Despite his enthralling anecdotes, no one knew where he came from. His battered passport was the only thing that stood out amongst his bare minimum possessions. He looked to be about 70, but you wouldn’t have guessed so from his demeanor. His frail hands had more might than the office-goersContinue reading “Wherever Tomorrow Is”

A Walk with Time

The Sun knew No Monday Blues. It bore down On me as I took A walk in the city. Minarets of yore brought down, So modernity could climb the Rank. Aesthetics of the past long since Forgotten to usher a conscience blank. To what end do we partake in this race? What does the presentContinue reading “A Walk with Time”