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, August 18, 2010
One loud voice...
If only i know it earlier, i would be more than what i am now. But now i can feel the true echo in my voice that transcends all the elements and a tree can be uprooted because of that. Can something be uprooted with one loud voice? Definitely not! But if that loud voice echoing the concern of those who can contribute to that one mission, then the vision can be realised in the quickest and fastest time and way possible.
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