Monday, 9 March 2009
Old and new comers, people who pass in your life, very few leave a mark, but who does, engraves his finger print in your memory. A lot of people came in and out, some left their character, others their visual print. An encounter with a vivid mad memory left me mesmerized at how can you store your life inside mass madness! and how tiny this world is and how easy it is to find who is among us worshiping God. I think I found a finger print, that left me breathless. meanwhile the smile stuck in the corners of memory tells me that its a good one of all the bitterness, mysteriousness surrounding it.
Tulips will remain as my best and most beloved flowers, the blue however "seen above" is tampered with :) its not naturally like this, the combination of what I love, creativity with colors and blue gave birth to this rant.