The habit, an intruder, and ingeniously creates a groove Invisible, but not discreet enough to persuade other reasons If habit is the intention with which to choose a perception A hazy destination and vision toward the conventional Habit is silently imprudent in spawning other desires A movement through narrow passages while seeking freedom ~Amitav Continue reading The Habit
Clocks are slaves of Time The mechanical tick-tock does not have feelings Their heartbeats are reminders of unemotional existence Breathing with clinical precision, with a metal heart Time’s illusion has cast a spell on the clocks Even the minutest beat at a most decrepit place tries to synchronize With the maze created by Time to deceive every traveler Every second a reminder for a tryst with … Continue reading Away from Mechanical Reminders
Amitav Chowdhury 