An Essay by Deepansh Khurana
"i am guilty of being alive."
This. And thank you for sharing your inner cosmos.
"what are you seeking?" they would ask me then, as they do now. and i would cry, "i do not know. i do not know. it breaks my heart, but i know there is something. i am sure of it."
this. so much this. I guess I'll also defend the mundane.
"i am guilty of being alive."
This. And thank you for sharing your inner cosmos.
"what are you seeking?" they would ask me then, as they do now. and i would cry, "i do not know. i do not know. it breaks my heart, but i know there is something. i am sure of it."
this. so much this. I guess I'll also defend the mundane.