Dragging

The Asperger syndrome : you will not speak, you will not tell me about fertilizer bomb. In a farmhouse blackwater becomes a death chamber. A toddler falls in a borewell, you can still measure hypothermia, the tilting of meteor saves the landfall, stalking through the extended body. What was the right thing in a chorus of protests to underline the resilience of beaks and claws ? It bugs the space and diameters of arguments about the sweep of corruption in integrities. It is very difficult to stay being whole amidst the broken shards of bones. The dreams were set in stones and water was rising. Satish Verma