Aah! Today it seems I have penned down my most beautiful lines….Not really beautiful , but it describes the dilemma of my agony! And along with that here it is – like an artist – I prefer calling it ‘My Masterpiece’ ! Never found a better subject!
Well nice to be back ! I decided that I should share some of the incidents from diary…..A diary which I’ve never written but it still exists. Some little incidents which spark up a thought process…
Yesterday evening when I was returning from my office it was one of the most overwhelming overcast sky and it kept drizzling lightly. There is a long stretch of road that I always enjoy trodding, particularly in the evenings. Add to this the nostalgic weather and my personal fascination for nature and water…….and this is what I have come up with. If you like it, do take the trouble to leave a comment !! Hope to come up soon with something new!
Who can tell the color of the blossom A bud will bring forth ? Who can feel the fragrance of the blossom A bud will bring forth ? Who can foresee the beauty of the blossom A bud will bring forth ? Not even the bud can Before it itself blossoms !