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In torrents of flowing might, Where wings of freedom take flight, Dwelt a fish, a creature of water’s deep night. Kari swam from northern banks, No scales to show, thanks To the maker, He of merciful hands. In a lake, great and wide, Where men bathed like a lion pride, Lived a fish, a fish by birth purified. Meenu travelled from southern depths, Silver scales, her pomfret lengths, Shone of no defects. Where a dam did greet, Covering sheets of concrete, Jericho’s walls did

In the dimly lit corridors of Kaiga Generating Station(KGS) Hospital, faint shadows of patients waiting dance against the peeling paint of the walls. Larger than these however is the shadow cast by the shortage of doctors over this institution. Whispers of understaffed medical teams greet patients as they navigate the many ways of the hospital which take them to a few doctors. This critical void has unfortunately become the norm of the heartbeat of healthcare in this village.

The world of fake squeak lies barren ahead. See! Waiting for the crackling fire, burning down offices and factories in me. Levels monotonous, automobile horns blaring and relentless enemies end //me. -lessly towards silent life-expire of me. Dehumanised souls stroll around. Six feet stomping on me, family. The only one to acquire-enquire. Oh! Why me? A verminous bug , the final boss myself, I find I have stepped out of the gyre as me. A game, from birth to death, n

Where the trees tell, they tell stories. Of people dead silent. Where the roads, they curve through and around hills. Where the children, dream in the present and reside in the past. The assembly lines stand long. School seems to go on forever. Towards the end of the line, His tie improper, his face too tired. Letters on paper excite him. Code on a screen excites him. Notes on an instrument excite him. The rush on a motorcycle which takes you ever so closer to death, The step