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Gun Control and fulminating

Ever since 14th February, everyone’s news-feeds and social media have been coated in posts about the Parkland shooting. On that fateful day, perpetrator Nikolas Cruz walked into Marjory Stoneman Douglas High school and shot seventeen people including students as well teachers. While the initial aftermath included a lot of sympathy from onlookers in the global … Continue reading Gun Control and fulminating

Diaries of an alcoholic

People can start to feel like a distant memory; folded away between an old copy of wuthering heights. You know the kind. They start to resemble drunken nights, The events of the past begin to shape-shift into distorted images and blurs. Only sometimes, you don’t want to wake up with no recollection of what went … Continue reading Diaries of an alcoholic

02 November 2017; 

On an eerie winter morning, a child tiptoed his way to my lost self, he perched himself beside me on a lone park bench. He seemed to be five or six years old at most as he peered into the book before continuing, “What colour is the sky?” He asks with such innocence that it … Continue reading 02 November 2017;