Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Monday, May 20, 2013
I remember you always telling me about the day I was born. You had held me in your hands and wanted the time to stop there. You were spell bound by that little bundle in your hands which claimed to be a part of your flesh and blood. I also recollect that first glance into your brown caring eyes not knowing that I was looking into a spiting replica of what mine would be years later.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
I love being on the move. Changing cities since childhood, schooling in one, college in other, working in third, travelling has been an integral part of my life. However enjoyable it seemed there was one corner of my heart which always yearned for a sense of belonging.…..a place to call my own – a piece of land and handful of sky where I could live and perhaps die someday!