saro

We expect roses all along the way but conveniently forget that a few thorns will lie hidden. Some curse God for this but I call it the occupational hazard of ...LIFE!

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Alone...

Sometimes, in the midst of friends/relations/people, you find yourself alone. You hear none. You respond to none. Only the inside 'you' huddles close to you and talks/hears/laughs/cries with you. At times, the greatest strengths are drawn from 'you'. Why does this happen? I don't know. Do 'you'?
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