Thursday, December 31, 2009

let the bygone be bygone & nothing happens unless we make it happened.

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  1. leave me alone,
    therefore i can live
    it is easy to travel
    it is rather a thrill
    to pass by new locations.
    living in separation, from
    the society you where in
    you are born and bought up by
    although as good as a holiday ,
    is to be got through.
    i, by the virtue of fate, happened to be the subject of what i have mentioned above.when i dreamt of australia the land of kangaroos , the ace leg spin of worne, the booze wines,chilled apples ,of course the good old romantic birch and maple trees , beaches, it was a mere dream .i really lost the soul when i touch on it, it lost it's virginity as i experienced . Neither i am homesic

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    1. Love to read your write ups even if it's inculcated with your deep expressions of reminiscences... Hoping and praying for your re-entry to the world of letters.... You are born to be writer .. To shake the world with your powerful letters...

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  2. neither i am homesick nor am i nostalgic but the reminiscences ,is unequivocal .

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