Just another bag of bones wondering what the dalliance with my soul is for.
Oblivious of the surroundings, totally insouciant with my life, my mind wanders in the exuberant space of imagination.Coz I know my mind can rest only in the dimensionless space of free thoughts and not in this compact and clichéd box of material life.
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Story by Nachiket Venkat
The Hymn of the martyr
Just a small poetry on how it is to be on the battlefield with only fellow comrades as the moral support.
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