Another Brick In The Wall

I Remember.

I Remember.

 

I Remember.

“Man’s mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimensions.”-Oliver Wendell Holmes

 

I remember it all.
 Not since the day I was born.
 Not from the first instances of my being,
 but from the time I was very small;
 the time I was a mere dumpling. (more…)

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The brick in the wall.

It was a cold February night. I was studying downstairs in my hall and I noticed that pink brick in the wall . It was completely different from the other bricks there. And then, all of a sudden , one of my all time favorite songs popped up in my head . It kept playing on and on in my mind and wouldn’t stop.                                                          

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