Brief Nuances on Nihilism

< 1 min read How is a man to continue living when he realizes that he is nothing?

About 17 bottles of Whiskey later

13 min read My  mouth  felt  stale.  It  probably  had  everything  to  do  with  Kolkata’s  lack  of  morning  air.  I  could  feel  the  stagnant  files  of  yellow  taxi’s,  puffing  clouds  of  black  smoke;  their  rubber  tyres  melting  on  the  burning  asphalt  and  I  could  feel  the  viscous  tar  clogging  the  networks  that  ran  under  my  skin.  I  could  … Read moreAbout 17 bottles of Whiskey later