Jun 2013
My schoolboy self
still lurks in mind's corridor.
Grabs chocolate from her hand,
makes a face if she doesn't budge.
still lurks in mind's corridor.
Grabs chocolate from her hand,
makes a face if she doesn't budge.
If quantum physics is to be believed, past , present and future exist in parallel; but this is about the past one carries within.
(Kerala, India)
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