"We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, to grow, to love . . . and then we return home"
- Aborigine
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Stranger
I roamed this earth before, never alone I gazed at the stars before, never alone I travelled the oceans before, never alone I soared the sky before, never alone Now I am a stranger to you, someday again it will be like before.
6 comments:
Beautiful..
but why there was so much gap between last post and this one?
amen..!! tathaastu..!! aamin..!!
:-)
ok ..u seem to be in poetic mood a lot these days?? kuch hua kya ?;-)
hmmm... Somethings up?
Zara zara mehakta hai...behakta hai, aaj to mera tan badan, mein pyasi hon, mujhe bhar le apni bahoon mein....he he :-P
Kyo hogaya na?!! ;-)
stranger, don't be in danger
i hooked up with a money exchanger
and that was my life changer
and then i read a book with hermione granger
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