It is, after a…

It is, after all, one of those rare events where thousands, sometimes seated with breathtaking symmetry, wait submissively for hours to listen to one man — or woman — talk for another few.

I wasn’t a child with tremendous yearning, just wanted to scrape buy and afford leisure. Not much, no ? If things are so terrific with me then things are not worth doing. subliminally, its looking at it, when you’re not looking at it. And sometimes, all that doesn’t seem to avail.

Ultimately it is very thrilling for me to see something darkening, now obfuscation things just for their stake. Some want certain complexities and the others wish to evade it. Fusion of the will to live and the the will alone, barren hope. 

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