The world is full of muffled stories, all those believed to be true and all those to be false.
A woman runs, a murderer is let loose. Will Molly be able to salvage herself?
When you dream of huge things, you’re bound to put in huge sacrifices. But do you know, what are dreams made of? Ambitions and misery combined…
A confused you is seen in me… An overdueÂ blue streak within me, Droplets fall, and come to stall, All the beings on the earth.
What are dreams made of?
Share your interpretations please….