Maybe not a bed of roses,
surely more than blade of grass!
Longing for special-
special to someone,
special in something,
special a purpose…
In foaming to grasp
illusive that spot,
phases of moon
pass me by,
birdsong fades in
noise of waves…
Magic is lost, of
common a life
-unsung as
that twig unseen,
in breaking of which
flowers fall…
Why is society so regressive and fixated on outdated traditions?
May 27, 2025
Why is society so regressive and fixated on outdated traditions?Musharraf Ali In the journey of human development, there have been many milestones that brought significant
