a long-cherished dream

As guests were swarming up, the din was enough to plague a saint. Well, only a saint, because most of them were swaying their asses on DJ. But something seemed off. When they awaited the bride – Lydia, she fiddled while Rome was aflame. Neela raked her head for the probable cause. In case sheContinue reading “a long-cherished dream”

under arrest

” People can only meet you as deeply as they have met themselves.” said John and sprinted off to take a slash… “Woof!” I stole a furtive glance at Tommy. I’ll wager his woofing would hardly score in the WordPress popularity stakes as John’s quote would undoubtedly do. I surely didn’t want to draw hisContinue reading “under arrest”