it’s always difficult to understand an woman. But after understood, it’s more difficult to expect her next step. I am now understanding…
My grand father telling stories of his morning days. It gives a pleasure which I am yet to understand when you speak of the days you can never forget. It seems history repeats itself- strange- but not exactly.
When ever I visit gods home I often see this clock- so confused- I am not sure why it tells me that I am late to express myself. I dont know why I do stare at it…. This old church is located at Kasauli, Himachl Pradesh, India
Some day I was playing like this, could enjoy falling from it. Today I feel worry to fail, hardly get a chance to play, hardly get any chance to understand those moments. I want to get back to those days!!!
It was summer, and this little creature was thirsty. My mother had put some water under the tree where it was shoot. This was just before it get down for water.