Will, there ever come a time when I’ll open my eyes to a clear blue sky The chirping of birds early in the morn The slow cool breeze of the dawn… Will there come a time when the first look of my day will be at you? The careless strands of your hair all over…… Continue reading Will that time ever come?
Prologue It was a sultry March morning in 1993. After the pleasantness of winter was over, the weather was getting towards being nasty. It was still months to go before monsoon to set in. It was a Friday and the air carried the lightness of the approaching weekend. There was a glint of happiness on…… Continue reading The Vilified Verdict