These years of youth are coloured in vibrance. The more we let it unfold, the more it blooms and sparkles. We feel restless, revered, rumbling in discontent about a million things we grow through and yet we procrastinate the simple pleasures of life. We feel like a mountain that owns the whole sky. And we illude in the belief that everything is forever. That these ephemeral ecstasies, lives within the harmony of nature and would never be destroyed. But that's why it's youthfulness, right?
Everyday I turn the burning pages of newspaper, I burn with them. The politics, terrorism, genders, faith, wars and economy, they all ignite me. Like every youngster with opinions in making, with ideologies that they watch shaking, I do tremble. And thus, I led these tremors be documented.
I might not be everything I do write about, here. But I'm pretty sure, that you'll find yourself in these chapters, even though in bits and pieces.
Here's for the young minds and the elderlies who find themselves in retrospect, between these lines.
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THE SAPIENT YOUTH
Non-FictionThese years of youth are coloured in vibrance. The more we let it unfold, the more it blooms and sparkles. We feel restless, revered, rumbling in discontent about a million things we grow through and yet we procrastinate the simple pleasures of life...
