Everyone once believed Sanju was ‘the giving one’ while Maya enviously accepted all thing. But Maya did all the giving, in her own way, caring for her sister and family. Hers is the truest art of giving...
Impact of growing up on our innocence and basic kindness. "Auntie... Why do they do that?" She pointed the TV. "Those people, are they bad... Like the baddies from Master Raindrop, from Ben 10?" She asked. "That's why they're killed?" For a moment I had nothing to say.
"What a gleeful, momentous life you've lived." He says with a laugh. "Don't I h-hav a se-second chance?" T stutters. "You've been given many of 'em, 'em second chances and its sad you've never wanted them then, when you have a choice."
Sun-- Her beauty isn't cold, it is so hot, only to be admired by the lowest forms -- humans. Only to be looked at, to love with a fierce desperation and to sing of, at night when she is no more.