a tragedy so near ! The dying hope of a man while making a slow death. The feel.of soul to connect to steel of a brain that has no fear of death. Those were the eyes blurred -the heart no more at love beats, sagging burden of relations like a loded rucksack on back while need was to run for life-watching the passing show. The end., peace fell and the screens torn.The emptiness makes fun of all human kind.

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1Sita Devi Nallani Chakravarthula