a budding writer.
Life isn’t similar to what we comprehend or dream about in our little hood Life isn’t similar to what we comprehend or dream about in our little hood
I wished, I wished desperately if we could travel back. I wished, I wished desperately if we could travel back.
That it is, this life. It has got colours in it. Colours and characteristics are not subjected to ou... That it is, this life. It has got colours in it. Colours and characteristics are...
A story that unfolds slowly, in a dream-like fashion, to reveal layers about the author... A story that unfolds slowly, in a dream-like fashion, to reveal layers about the...