River

Oct 21, 20181 min read

…A river, I had reckoned, had only two ways to pass – Follow its course and find the ocean Or dry up from its roots and be dead.

Now I know – A river can swell, breach boundaries and saturate lives to the point of pain.

A river can behave like love….

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