Layla – A Constant Blur by Sahil Bhambri (signed copy)

Vulnerability becomes the power of mind in a quest of Truth, in a gone forever of beloved, Layla, amid arrival of unexpected, Grace. In a labyrinth of Truth run we all, so is Nakin, in becoming of constant Back and Forth. It goes to the beginning all again, with melancholia of nostalgic touch; from Platonic Love to Platonic Sin, Descartes to Nietzsche, amidst manifestation of everything that is, but love as Truth that exists in its non-existence, alike curse of a Poet – Imagination. Let breathe your eyes such a saga that has hues of artistic shades. What would it be to passing by an artist, professor, archaeologist or a victim of trafficking and more in the seek of truth hard and lies comforting as silent vices? Nakin encounters them all after speaks he about the rose being overrated; a flower of funeral, and speaks Grace a counter about Death being a journey void, as from once claimed Layla about Art being the silence of an Artist not. – it all has begun in the time of gone, in the time of Layla that stayed forever. It all begun in the time of gone, in the time of Layla, that stayed forever – A story of contradicting constant blur.