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Language  Do I really touch the world? Do I really perceive the world? Do I really feel the world? Do I exist ? Who am I ? The world is the game of language. Language touches the world. Language perceives the world. Language feels the world. And the biggest dilemma is here  that language is itself not real...........

Random Thought  I miss bank of that river, which gave happiness to me. The white birds of that water, which I loved to see. The first journey proved to be my last journey  the journey from the flowers to yellow leaves  the blue snake eaten my happiness  and throw it in the dry land  I miss the shadow of my green mother under which  I always wanted to sleep Here, between the speed and time  I am surviving. between the dry roads and cars  I am living. I miss those green fields which are full of waters and love. I miss the dust of that lovely evening. Oh God, I am tied here in the black air, the dark illusion of dream, please take me towards my real happiness ................. Date - 23/02/2016