ARCANE WHISPERS OF A VAGABOND

In this huge concrete jungle we all are like a gypsy a vagabond roaming aimlessly in search of our destinations. While we are on this journey we meet a variety of souls we come across millions of emotions and face numerous situations some in our favor and some exceptionally odd for us. During all these phases all these emotion one thing remains constant the way we talk to ourselves the wisdom we impart to ourselves the way our conscience make us realize and understand situations the way we happily smile for no reason on feeling that cold breeze during a rainy night or the way we cry ourselves to sleep smothering ourselves into that pillow. This is the collection of all those whispers...which are too esoteric for us to understand because it comes from the vagabond inside us the gypsy inside us the part of our soul whom we have failed to reach.