Hidden – In Plain Sight!

I My lips are colorless and parchred, But the drink I need is scarce. And thus I march, In the desert, that is our love! I wait for the Oasis To hit me up. II Oh my towering ignorance! For the Voice I seek Is found in the silence

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Tell me a Story…

Hello peeps! Now as my 'about section' will tell you, I am crazy for stories. I read them, write them, adore them, inhale them, exhale them... you get the idea! For me life was going this way until kismet decided to do me a favor, which given my history doesn't happen too often, and I met this…

The Secret Passageway

Jahandad Balkhi was wise beyond the few years of his existence in this temporary world. He was blessed with an element of mystique, which his disciples linked with his spiritual history. He belonged to a family of Sufis. If rumours were to be believed, Jahandad was 100 years old in reality, out of which only…