Chapter 3- Flick the dominos


I followed the morning sun.  I loved how I could wear different layers of clothing. It was as if I was in the military. I had bought myself a carbon knife from Switzerland. Although expensive, they looked elegant to me; they solved my purpose well. It wasn’t the usual rainforest. The base was far less…

Chapter 1: Stranger Of The Trip


‘The ultimate dream has so much of desperation, that it scares us to actually touch it. Imagine that that little child you had been nurturing for an eternity but never allowed to grow; dies…What would you do then? Where would you fall?’ Chapter 1: Stranger of the trip: “Give me another, Mark”. By now he…