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(An essay about my most unforgettable teacher)                       Teachers have an uncanny way of haunting us, not only when our academic lives lie… Continue reading →

Inside the Playground of my Mind, Towards the Playground of the Gods

          In the hush of the unholy hour, amongst the tall strands of grass that outpopulate the people shuffling upon them, inside the wave of fear that continued to engulf me with each passing… Continue reading →