By Rishika Rathore
The words are dead and punctuations are roaming around as zombies.
The divine landscape which the sentence provided is busy setting sunsets.
What’s more crazy among both?
Besides all of this, what is beholding the world is the immediate consciousness which is continuously drafting unlimited irony! And may be words turning dead, was such an act! Or may be ironies have lost themselves in the ecstatsy of language while they are doomed to practise a joke with no humor.
I still couldn’t believe punctuations are made dysfunctional and dilemmas are injected through withdrawl of the enlightened words.
I wish world will one day, hypnotize the sanctity.
And someday, what is blur will still give clarity to butterflies of this beautiful world.
By Rishika Rathore