"It’s been long enough", he would look into the mirror and remind himself of that. Barely was he managing to make a new life, a world far from the darkness and the dullness of his beautiful countryside he never would have left otherwise. The world could be so vengeful. What was he supposed to do with all the memories of his life till the day he escaped? Those were all etched in his mind. Every day he could feel her mother whispering yet yelling his name into his ears, “Jay would you ever get ready on time?” “No, I am Seth and I am from Minnesota”, he started chanting. The many layers of lie he had been loading up had actually become the blanket to keep him safe, from every eye that may look deeper into his genes but his soul. He readied himself for another day at school. “Hey man, meet Jay. He’s a transfer from Kennedy!” Smitty introduced Seth to Jay. The world suddenly turned into negative. The end of his lies, he was now exposed. How could Smitty pos...
Banters of an enamoured soul, in all shades of grey. Life. Poetry. Some Proses. Light and Dark.