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, September 4, 2010
Drama in every footsteps...
All footsteps are a reality. Since it is down there, less is known on where one has been. The physical aspect of our life is in the footsteps. On many occasions we are near to disaster but the mind says, sees, and set things differently. The mind is the story of our dream. From foot to brain, and later from brain to foot. Little do we realised the true impact of life is in the physical distance from one person to another. As for the true conveniences of saying it, life is all drama, the mind and the foot. What about the stomach?
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