They say when you die your life flashes before your eyes and usually you get some sort of epiphany, well something like that was happening to me right now, I thought as the man continued disfiguring my face with slaps and punches, and by that...
With its own notes, life is like a symphony, it plays its own tone and like a flute, it is an instrument to different music the music of life makes us dance according to what we hear. But to me, it’s not a pleasant one, it’s like salsa, very...