Shuffling Through the Mirage: A Soliloquy of Change
Shuffling Through the Mirage: A Soliloquy of Change Ludhiana beckons me once more, yet it is not the city of my student days. Then, I was a wanderer upon the shores of youth, living in a solitary room where dreams were vast, but means were meagre. Life was a crucible—fire and steel. I cooked, cleaned, scavenged, and survived. My world was small, my aspirations immense. “Time, the subtle thief…












