Horror of Lights Probal Basak In a not so ordinary day someone somewhere somehow trumped up the plan to wake the world up from primitive darkness under its hood. As the world woke up to lights, too much lights around, it craved for even more like the colony of beetles flies to the smoldering wood. As our world continued its walk into the horror of lights, the addicted eyes lost eyesight one day, and, the blind world laid an egg, unlike the one the firebugs brood.
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