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February 13, 2018

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The Lone Wolf

An old friend paid a visit a few nights ago. She is the Queen of Rains, the darkest and the strongest of all the clouds. The first time we met, I was a kid and she told me her name was HOPE. And then she vanished. Perhaps she is residing at her clandestine fortress at the bottom of the largest ocean called The Pacific Ocean. Rumor has it that there is nothing pacifying about that ocean! I howled when Hope disappeared. The Sun burnt my skin and left painful blisters. I guess He is just ostensibly avaricious for power. The clear sky left me unaided. I was too young and too naïve to understand why this happened to me. The nights were a little less isolated. Pretty stars watched over me. They took away the pain but they never understood me. They didn’t know the Alpha in me had debilitated. My fellow wolves were perishing. The moon didn’t care why His energy failed to shower itself on me and bring me back to life. The Moon was either deplorably callous or He was in denial, I never

Idea Behind Hot Wire GomtiNagar Special

CONNECT --- PROMOTE -- SHARE GomtiNagar is emerging as the most exclusive business hub of our city. To make it special Mr. Tushar Mittal has designed this zealous website www.gomtinagarspecial.com GomtiNagar Special is a digital portal designed exclusively for the people of G omtiNagar or those who want to know about GomtiNagar Area. It serves as an online business directory for people who want to connect with GomtiNagar . GomtiNagar Special blog is dedicated to bridge the gap between GomtiNagar folks and bring them together. Hot Wire will act as a communication network for people linked with GomtiNagar. We provide you an opportunity to know the area, connect with people, promote your skills and grow together helping each other. Share your thoughts, concerns, experience, events, special moments or anything that needs attention of your community. This blog welcomes all those who care about GomtiNagar and want to share their thoughts with the people

The Demons

Living with the shadows, lying in the dark, his soul struggled to survive. He felt lost. His beautiful brown eyes had lost their luster. He wondered if he was ever going to see the light again. His soul couldn’t control his body as he had decided to swallow every drop of the life-consuming liquor. His eyes had that haunted look in them. The once vibrant face was unrecognizable. As his body numbed a little more, his soul gathered the energy to explore the darkness. The darkness that surrounded him was peopled by the demons that he had created. As he walked deeper into the darkness, he could hear his demons. Some shrieked, some cried. Some killed, some lied. He was astounded to see how his devious demons started chasing after his soul when they saw him. “You cannot kill me,” he told them. “No we can’t, but we can demolish your body,” they answered with a voice that made him whimper. The demons laughed as he ran and ran. It felt like hours. “What have I done?” He asked himself. In the da

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