I’m seeing the world from my sanctuary, the deep, cozy, high palace and time doesn’t ever hurry. Sun rays just gleam in the world has hardly seen, how my reservoir is and how it has been. Days go by silently but a film lies midway, separating me and the crowd and it just seems to…

Soft silk cascades and lazily flows, crumbles and smoothens and harnesses close. Transparency optimum placed with crystals that glow, with all the sun rays that lance below. A mirror unbreakable of human and his kind, for the able and special for the sighted and blind. And this sparkling silk that drapes the land, meanders over…