A homage to Casablanca

“Senor DeWoo, what should we expect next from the mind of this extraordinary director?” the reporter asked cheerfully as he shoved the microphone in Senor DeWoo's face and send him reeling backward. But instead of glaring down this unknown reporter from an obscure magazine, with a press pass that read Pratap, Senor DeWoo smiled, almost … Continue reading A homage to Casablanca

Transmissions of a Satellite Heart #11

Memories are weird. You never pay much attention to the daily drudgery of life while living in the present, but when you look at that sane time from the lenses of your memories, everything seems like a lost opportunity. I could have enjoyed more, I could have lived more, I could have been happier. Its … Continue reading Transmissions of a Satellite Heart #11