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    • Feb 13
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All the Same

By Sahil Baxi


One fine day I decide to venture into the world outside. A world unknown to me, yet I find, That it didn't seem much different. That was until a little later, when I tread down a worn path to find- in a motley dress- A man, with a suitcase in his hand and a shining wristwatch and a pair of sharp glasses. He walked towards an old road, more worn than the path before.

And curiously I followed only to find, Many men of the same design; Walking down that road with the same suitcase, but different colour, with a shining wristwatch and a pair of sharp glasses. Suddenly I felt an urge to rush back to my world, Where everything is different and one is free, With all the imagination and liberties.


By Sahil Baxi









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