My Mind Still Yearns
Every object here looks dull and drab. Dust seems to be creeping everywhere stealthily, slowly and steadily enveloping every object with layers. It sits on leaves of trees where it becomes so thick that it begins to drizzle when leaves are shaken by the wind. It crosses the windows of houses and sits on chairs, tables, clothes and utensils.There is no escape from it. It is all pervading like God almighty. It has flown above the soil surface and hangs day and night in the sky. It hangs above the surface along with the fog in the morning. Winds cannot… Read More »My Mind Still Yearns