The Floating Gate @ The Indo-Korean Cultural Centre, Chennai
A dark and dangerous forest, She roams, with happiness, bereft. Slithering creatures of the night Whisper sensing her plight, “Come to me! I’ll hold you tight!” Lost in thinking of the paths that led her…
It all starts with a blank page. Words get written, struck, rewritten. What will be the essence in the end? Can you go back and change things? What if there are points of no return?…
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