Deliberate Flow Of Time

Life is strange. Through thick & thins, nothing is perpetual. Time after time we repeat our promises, year after year we replicate our resolutions, Sometimes we achieve them, still starving for more. At times we miserably fall short of our goal & cry hoarse like a famished kid. In spite of all these, time flows at its own pace – uncontrollable, deliberate. The needles of clock tick past, slowly merging seconds that transform into minutes, minutes into hours, then days, years, decades and so on.


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