Look Closely

I met more people, from different countries, spent countless hours knocking out scenarios about where the world and especially our continent is going, like you do in those long bonding sessions on cold winter evenings. I heard lots of stories, especially personal and behind every story was a love affair. Love was integral to every single story I’ve heard about people worrying, suffering, committing suicide. Love for times lost and for an unrealised dream. Fear of letting their families down and losing their love.

The Bed of Carnage suddenly couldn’t contain my story anymore. I had woken up to the angle I knew would make it unique.

Thus Marriage was born.


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