Ahead
27th Dec 2021 My heart has found a new bit of truth to fascinate itself upon. To confuse itself and to tremble. To fall upon and weep. It does this all the time. But now it stumbles. Cause it's a child now. A child that gets confused at a new shocking piece of information that somebody has just shared. Just as Santa Claus is a lie or Mahabali is. Just as the ' kokkachi' that would come to disturb one's sleep at night if one does evil things, is a lie. Or something like the earth is real round and still living beings on it cling on without falling off into a huge pit. A realisation of similar kind has knocked at my senses. Something that deprives comfort, takes away all the magic and strikes you with a tough hammer. The hammer of reality. It struck me too soon, I complained. I find it amusing and disturbing at the same time. Something that pricks me and still clings on. When I was a child, I longed to become an adult. Probably each of you might have had the same weird lo...