I walk. Mostly, on celebrated roads and underrated pavements, sometimes by rubbles of fragments I left behind, I don't walk on them. I walk. Nearly towards bridges and highways, sometimes away from high-end souls, I see no interjections. No connections-- 'twixt neither my words nor walks. Everything is made up. I walk. Not my feet, but the chords of my heart surrendered totally to the roads-- awash in newness. Though the roads rob me of secrets and pull at my privacy, I walk. Walks and voids. #YQbaba #longwalks #life #newwritersclub
