" Yesterday, while folding my clothes into a neat pile, I killed an ant.
A small, red ant, who was harmlessly crossing it's way through the corners.
After a while of thinking, a question took birth in my head, just as uninvited waves come rushing to the shore.
I asked myself,
'what right do I hold to destroy the things I can not fix back?'
A few seconds later, the answer came within me.
'As humans, we ruin everything we touch. Sometimes even each other.' "
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Conto// The Untold Stories. \\ " We're about the books we read, and the poems we love." - Kritika Banerjee. A collection of paragraphs, nanotales, poetry and thoughts from my journey. Highest Rank - #78 in short stories on 29/6/17 ...
