Knowing the end was coming, even as the beginning merely bloomed. Years have passed bringing an introspection you can only ...

The noise and filth levels felt overwhelming. But my visceral reaction to this scene prompted a question that still lingers in my spirit: Who will love the ugly things in life? Who will love the ...

Then it turns into possessiveness. It is this turn that makes love ugly. To care and connect is one thing, and to be possessive is yet another thing. One has to consciously develop non ...