In the same trend of grown-ups and growing up and growing down and childhood galore and what not, I remembered a game I have almost forgotten...
There is a very fine line between light and darkness. A line that gets even feebler if you add the reality-fiction duality. And sometimes, this tense line shatters and dreams flow richly into reality, dissolving the shadows in the creamy, sunny contrast. That's when you have to face the world with lucidity, to let yourself dragged in the torrent of ideas, like the foamy shadows upon the surface of a black coffee. Dreams and reality are but facets of the same essential thing that matters in this life, the SELF.
