Recently, an old friend of mine who is also under the bondage of a bank, confessed to me that he had been contemplating digging a well in the backyard of his house. The gushing fool that I am, I broke…
Tag: Haruki Murakami
Unreliable Skunks
Having entered a phase of life where I tend to reflect more in retrospect than in prospect, it has dawned upon me why I’ve been in love with the character of Sherlock Holmes all these years. More than his prescient…
One Grain Amongst the Storm 