Welcome obstacles. Each one you step over makes you stronger. - Change Designs

Cross-over chaos

Right after the count down the music blared, And firecrackers boomed and lit up the gloomy sky with blissful magical colours that lasted momentarily, Ooh-ing and aah-ing- their voices erupted in ecstasy and amusement -as thou breaking the chains of misery. Others exchanged hugs, others bussed under the vanishing stars, Others made wishes under the flashing stars, others prayed for those in sickness and less privileged, Others grooved to the sound of music: for them, only that moment mattered, Monks just slept: Mondays and Fridays are inseparable to them, so is the cross-over, Once the firecrackers were no more life went on, reality sneaked in their dreams and engulfed them.

© Thabaknee


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