Look at her -- unafraid dons the color of the sky blue, green, yellow - it's a color, a dye. In the washing machine of time twisting and turning - she flows waves -- gentle, roaring - ebbing and low. From where she comes where she goes what mysteries lie beyond her veil no one knows Except that -- …
Read moreAnd I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.” ― Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook --------------…
Read moreThe sea is where I belong. Meet me that place - where the music meets the ocean. ---------------------------------- **** ----------------- ----------------- When in Rameshwaram, take the sea side on a balmy day. Maybe... not necessarily to pray. Or bathe. Or perform any rituals. But, just to wander. And question curiously... ... will this…
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