Grusome Times

We see things as if they are concrete but in reality they are degenerating into muffled plethora of deep problems. I see world around me in its measures of vastness but I am gullible enough to fall prey for the fastidious mob around. Being no one in everything may be a private culmination of ones hydrophobiac ego, few realise the stagnancy of working student class devising themselves the ways to make ends meet in unforsightable ways. There is chrismatic digression of entertainment and feminising the wiles all work splendidly and we rally in declaring that we decipher this world processes.

My site encompass not the rueful impenchant satire on my failures; it actually amplified in a way to gargle the pseudo development made my contemporaries. Ask anyone like me if he let himself driven by extravagant reins of venomous pain he will corner you to bite your slipping finger