25 Golden years of life.
The days we played, days we studied, days we enjoyed, days we fought, days we had friends, days we searched for love, days we discovered hate, days we invented ourself. Days we read the world.
A change from boy to man.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
Whats Life?
The Meaning of life is not mere birth to death.
The Essence of it is to live, enjoy, feel every moment.
Life is blessing, it may be soft as a flower hard as a rock
horrifying like war gentle as music.
Every moment of it is like every drop of rain.
Indeed precious than that....
Live every moment of it
The Essence of it is to live, enjoy, feel every moment.
Life is blessing, it may be soft as a flower hard as a rock
horrifying like war gentle as music.
Every moment of it is like every drop of rain.
Indeed precious than that....
Live every moment of it
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