Prose

"The wind has started its ominous growl from the east this morning. We know that it will lay a trail of disaster when it finishes this time and it will take another huge toll on our will to continue. But it is the same wind which brings in the clouds for quenching the thirst of mother earth whose fertile soil keeps our mouth filled with food. It is so ironical but the human mind is limited when confronted with the paradoxes of nature. Yet another time the theists and agnostics will bow down to nature only to survive and stand up for one more time".