this aint no extraordinary life, this aint no extraordinary blog...this is but a random documentation of everyday experiences that mould us, transform us, make us what we r today from what we had been yesterday. it documents growing up, not in ages...but in stages.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
every drop matters?
… And then comes the dusk,
The time for home and hearth,
Back to my empty flat, the jingling of the door keys
A warm bath and a quick mug of coffee…
The creeping sound of the backdoor opening