Dichotomy Of My Identity : I AM…

Who Am I? It's a question we are all guilty of asking at one of time in our lives. The tricky question comes with answers that can flood a small country yet none of them seem anywhere close to quench our thirst. As a young kid, I was often told that I was lying helpless … Continue reading Dichotomy Of My Identity : I AM…

Dichotomy Of My Identity: I Am A Survivor

Pain is an inexplicable thing. Not physical pain. Pain, that has sprawled itself like the mythological 3-headed dog deep in the recesses of our mind palaces. It lolls around idly, bobbing its treble heads in unison, in that vast expanse on most days. Snaking its way to spaces it’s forbidden to enter. Peeping into unnumbered … Continue reading Dichotomy Of My Identity: I Am A Survivor