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.
Friday, September 28, 2012
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Mistakes and the word experience gives a wrong connotation to wishes and dishes. It lashes and splashes. And I am no exception. It is no mistake I wrote all these. I just have to write it. Is it just for an experience? It is the worst mistake of me to say that. Minute to minute and by seconds I am at different things. It is no joke. It is no coincidence I do what I did. My mistakes? No. Never a mistake but an actual movement that moves towards aging. And it is for real. It is for a quick touch, a quick feel, and definitely a quick go. But one day it has to stop. It is real. Allahuakbar..
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