A poem for Geometry.

Sorry if the word shit offends you.

When anybody tries to reason out everything that happens in their life and if they find success in this pursuit, then lots of things would bore them to death. So, it is nice to have some dark alleys that would not hurt, as ignorance is also a blissful experience!

A description about the course of Statistics.

About my letters.

A short poem explaining why I do this…

Wow! What a night. This gives you a feel of how it is when all the right switches are tripped!

That’s where the memories that bother her should stay, no? I hope so!

Trying to break free.

Using written words to sooth the aches and pains of daily life.