Within A Stroke
There was silence at a distance. I was slowly moving towards it as I slipped into the much-needed shut eye after a long fought day. I have always longed for a peaceful night of sleep. Cannot remember the last time I had one! As I lay down waiting for the gentle embrace of tranquillity, my thoughts wandered across the day I endured to be here, now. The radiating smiles, the struggles of the downtrodden, the emphatic expressions of the affluent and most commonly, the stressed-out facies of the working class. As I soaked in Hans Zimmer’s orchestral masterpiece “Time”, my…











