The battleground is my cathedral, But, there’s more to the story, than what it appears. A war written story, from blood and from tears. My son went to war, a very proud man. He fought in Rajasthan, on the hot desert sands. He witnessed his buddies, his comrades, his men, bleeding and dying, he witnessed their end. He’s blown up all around, his comrades spent … Continue reading The tears in my mother’s eyes
Me: This is a great morning. I better make the best of my day. Paranoia: You’re probably going to get hit by a truck while crossing the road today. Me: I have a test tomorrow. I better prepare well for it. Paranoia: You won’t be able to give a test after getting hit by a truck. Me: Wow, this breakfast looks delicious! Paranoia: How long … Continue reading HOW ARE YOU TODAY?