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.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Strange..?
At times we do strange things. Is it not strange that I am writing on `strange' today? Any reasons to that? It has to do with me as a lecturer. All of them are strangers to me. Look at their look. They have a strange look. Some looks innocent and others look strange in the way they look at me as a lecturer. I have been a lecturer for almost 30 years now and strange things do happen in fact everyday. Strange. Why not I think about this before. Strange..A twist in events..strange..gale and storm in the beginning, no solutions in sight..strange..it is so calm and quiet now..
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