Akhand Singh

March 17 Th 2003

“I am not an idiot; I know how the world works”

The night seems to have passed away but still the bit of sleep left in my eyes brings the dreams back. These dreams are special not just because I dreamt them last night but because they brought all that was lost and that is lost.

The intermediate phase of a day brings such control that sometimes I’ am suspicious about my mind. It has extraordinary capabilities to do miracles by restricting its own moves.

I don’t know how many could have felt the same but this thing is the one different thing I ever felt. Such need and desire to go on and dive into the depth then moving up to the curves at times brings you all you could have desired to be happy.

With every breath when you can smell the perfumes you…