This is a home for my heart...a distant refuge for my spirit, away from the madding crowd and the masquerades that we live. This is where everything is unveiled and nothing is compromised.
13 August 2009
A picture speaks thousand words.....Maybe a year ago i had taken this pic. This is a leaf i saw in my hostel garden and it looked more like a heart to me.. a heart on the ground waiting for its fate.. to be crushed under ignorant feet or picked up and cherished among the pages of some well loved diary.. “THE HEART ON THE GROUND..” i would call it
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