First Person

'First Person' is introverted and narcissistic to say the least. It journeys through Swarna's cerebral hemisphere exploring loves, losses and thimblefuls of life in a peculiar powerless fashion. You could call it a whim, a fancy, an angel, anything that is and isn't. The words and images are born out of each other, as if smiling over a few cups of coffee. This, here, clutches the greys, the in-betweens, the nowherenesses that shy away from definitions. First Person is the grammar of Conscience itself.