Vikram's "Muse"

“And this one thing is what gives the confidence, however out of place this confidence might seem, to be absolutely unworried about the permanence of this bond. How can you somehow lose your reflection?” - Vikram

The propensity to dream…

The sun broke out of the clouds then, and it filled the world with sunshine. A few small earthern lamps had filled a boy’s hearts with hope in a dilapidated temple decades back. The same brightness and warmth now pervaded the hearts of everyone magnified – from the boy to the old man and from the children to the old men. It filled them with joy, and it spilled from the lips… here as a smile… there as laughter.

It was Utopia.

A snippet from a story that I wrote years ago…

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