Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Voices from the Dark

It rained heavily in the early hours today and the sky produced the worst thunder sound I'd ever heard. It woke Anu up and she said, "Aayi, I had a bad dream. Someone shouted loudly in my ear!"

I don't know how to pay tribute to Irrfan Khan. The man who gave me so many joys, subtle like his acting. Tears seem too inadequate. It's a killing feeling, as if someone slashed my life expectancy and expectations, just like that.

I have this urge now to meet other people that I admire and request them to somehow live longer. 

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