A 'promise' was getting woven there, to rise up again stronger after an upsetting fall; 'to grow within the four walled confines for almost two years', however, was the only asserting protocol!
It was delightful to find inspiration hidden in those flimsy 'whispered calls'; all I had to do was to keep moving, taking steps—big & small.
Believe me, you would 'love' talking to them for the sake of an overhaul, only if you could 'make out' well with 'punctuations' written on the otherwise silent—loquacious walls...
...otherwise silent—talkative walls!!!
~praveen katiyar
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