Turning Houses

by Virag Gulyas   ‘Mum! Why are the houses turning?’ ‘They are not turning, honey.’ ‘Yes, they are!
’ ‘No, they aren’t, honey.’ And his innocent, adorable, curios look, along with his silky baby skin, just made you forget all you are going through in your life. You just want to hug him, even if you…

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A New Day

by Virag Gulyas You know that little something at the middle-left-down corner of your chest? Yes, that one! The one that is beating for the rhythm of an unpublished melody. The melody of your life. It beats as your melody goes piano or forte, sometimes staccato and sometimes legato. But sometimes it just beats on…

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