Wednesday, May 27, 2015

My Say... # 233

No matter how many places I visit, at the end, I am geographically and spiritually bound to my native place

Monday, May 25, 2015

My Say... # 232

When an old friend visits me for a day or two, I get as melancholic when he leaves back, as much as I am cheerful when I meet him after a long time...

..And there is no better friend than family.