The Victory of Tiny Thoughts ¥¥

The scent of love, passion for a person, or the indelible memory of cherished moments shared with someone does not remain confined to living beings. More often than not, they transform, and the soul of an animated life quietly takes abode in many inanimate forms. The gentle folds that appear on our father's shirt, benevolently complementing his waistline, become a part of his identity. The lingering scent of our mother's clothes transports us to her time, no matter how many y

Fire soups aka magma --> rocks --> boulders --> pebbles --> sand --> dust, that’s the geological story in its purest form. When life was on born earth, the organic matters hijacked a few processes in between and created a vast rainbow of formation of dust. Life excretes dust by various process – withered leaves from trees, dried skin shed by millipedes, humans’ dandruffs, our industrial products, vehicle emissions. Dust is an outcome of human action on a large scale at

In the spring of 1536, Anne Boleyn, just 36, stood at the Tower of London. On a clear morning, the Frenchman’s sword fell, and the queen’s head rolled, blood gushing, loyalty punished, and betrayal sealed by her own husband.

Marta is a subsuming character of pain, angst, and despair , she churns them into units of ATP that fuel her strength, subroutines, and...