It was a bright sunny Tuesday afternoon. The sky above the city was clear with aeroplanes navigating their courses to and fro. The populace was pulsating with great anticipation in readiness for the highly publicized show. Right at the heart of the city, at International Studios, the host was working on the final touches ahead of his momentous assignment.
The crevice at the right side of the door gave a rare glimpse of the spectacle inside the magnificently lit room. In a flurry of activity that filled the spacious room with such awesome ambiance, the four winds went round the majestic presence at the centre of the room uttering names and events in progress round the four corners of the earth. Continue reading “Like The Roar of a Lion”→
The Blazing Trail 