Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
My own world...
My own world of knowledge, feel, and seeing things. It is more of a perception and at times it is a deception. But have to walk through the corridor of life here and nowhere else. So are everybody. They have their story to finish. And so am I. As one gets older, life is being seen as one's walk to an unknown place and unknown pace. Have no choice but it is the little things that we touch and say everyday that define life in its entirety now and before. But it still baffled me by the pace it takes to see something in its entirety. It is easy to see the path taken by others. It is their world. What about my world? I have my own world yet to see the conclusion. Am I too fast or too slow? The pace still baffles me. But never use others and their world as the milestone to the pace taken by you. You are with different milestones. You are your own world.
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prof!ure getting fat?is it true.or its juz photos in ur blog jz playing it tricks around?wishing u all the best,prof.
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