Daniel David

Mumbai, India

Everything about me is so transient, so short-lived. Like the second that perishes with the birth of every new second, what I am at this moment, perishes with the birth of what I will be in the next. I am never the same, always. I am time's own child, changing at every tick. The only thing constant is that my existence, like a pendulum keeps oscillating between two fixed positions - Life and Death.