The town was small and quiet, its pulse was tall and vibrant. It was nestled in a valley of sorts, with the hills around bouncing off the heat, a cleft where clouds could pause to rest. A cozy two-storied brick and concrete house, tucked-in at one end of a dusty winding street. At other end…
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Reflections
It isn’t the chore, it isn’t the dough It is joy that is life’s greater ploy Some days when chips are down You feel pensive for no single reason Nights are sombre, days are gloomy Seasons are mundane and you feel arcane You want to rewind and go back in time You want to relieve…
Trials of a trail
When the Honda minivan pulled into entrance of Sea-Tac International Airport, Nandan glanced at his watch and registered that he had three hours before his flight to India departed. An arduous couple months of graduate school warranted a much deserved spring break away from the sprawling campus of University of Washington. He was eagerly looking…