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They were oblivious to the world around them.

Together, as if by unspoken agreement, they sat down in the shallow waters. The tide was starting to turn, the waves were getting bigger; each ebb and flow of the water brought the sea closer to the shore inch by inch. Sunset was almost upon them, the rays of the sun getting longer as they coloured the sand golden.

संधिप्रकाश : Evening’s golden light

As the day’s harsh sunlight mellows into the molten gold of the evening, it casts an otherworldly radiance across my room.

One Day.

Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing

There is a field

I’ll meet you there

Warrior

Warriors, like heroes, come in different forms. They appear when you need them, to champion your cause, and they have your back. They don’t always carry swords or spears. Sometimes, they arrive on the scene armed with their weapons of creation: weapons which help build one up rather than those designed to cut someone else down.