What is there to see?
Is there something?
That can cure me of my stupidity?

Things, they seem so full of holes and blemishes.
To know something would mean you haven’t looked closely enough.

Why am I then
trying so hard to know?

Will it ever,
this knowing,
fill the emptiness inside me?









Author: Aaditya Balouria

I'm like any other internet induced Indian intellectual. One from the league of all those blabbering bibliophiles, cynical cinéphiles and the rest.

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