Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

A couple of years ago I came across one of my favourite poems- ‘Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night’, by Dylan Thomas. The poem goes- Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise…

Story of a Woman

Those scintillating eyes and the powerful aura- she reminded me of no one, she was completely her own, distinctive self. Nothing was more beautiful than the way she carried herself around, as the strongest I had ever known. She was not always so proud of herself, but the beauty lies in her story- the story…