I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
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Saturday, January 16, 2010
Life Is Beautiful
If life is beautiful what is love??? I thought love is life’s treasure trove… If I were to move on why fell in love??? I thought love is life’s hieroglyph…
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