Abel john

The conflict of pleasure and sorrow and celebration and mourning has indubitably escalated within all of us. We know not whether to celebrate or lament, because we are at crossroads of our own emotions thrown up and down by the encompassing…

“Two men looked out of the same prison bars. One saw the stars other saw the mud.” No doubt, staring out of our windows has become a part of our day, and looking into the seamless perpetuity of the skies and pondering over the brevity of…