An Archaic world where, friendships are scrutinised through the filters of gender, caste and creed.
Where physical illness, is thought to be the only illness a human may have.
Where hearts are broken and Fine-china cutlery, is preserved well.
A world at sixes-and-sevens with time, where doors are slammed and streets are isolated, Nets connected and hearts disconnected.
Diving head-first into a revolutionary technological era, meagre beings controlled by time, mindless moving, working and hustling.
No time for artists, street music and dance, leisurely peace.
Diving head-first into so called ‘reality’, defined by social constructs.
Sit down, wash the impetience from your hair and the haste from your body.
Live in this peaceful moment, this is your reality.