The rain fell hard against the windscreen of the Peugeot. It hammered the glass in an incessant rap and the sound it made seemed like it was trying to get his attention. He was seated behind the wheel, staring out into the rain but not seeing past his thoughts. He wandered in them the way […]
Fiction is a cloud Grey with teary emotions But not when about us.
the_crazy_cartoon_reaper_090910_1906.jpg They say an idle mind is the devil’s workshop. Guess they forgot to include a mind running away from harsh realities. I was in my room the other day taking a rest after a Marathon of lectures when I got that feeling. It comes at around this time but not always and this time […]