Another calendar gets ready to walk down the staircase, slowly and silently to the basement. 

Will it be surprised to meet others of its own ilk, separated by digits. I guess not, for they’ve always been interlinked – stories, thoughts and ideas are not separated by numbers.

The imposed frameworks of dates relegate them to  graveyards, or bins of history.

The future that celebrates itself with a bang at midnight is not sure if they will never pop out again – skeletons, secrets and good deeds.

Did you say ‘good deeds’ …… don’t you want your good Karma to stay with you?

Six Sentence Stories


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