I see my hair falling, and I feel I am decaying ! I'm passing away day by day bit by bit.....hurt, healed, broken, repaired - carrying all synonyms-antonyms, all ironies and paradoxes, realities and reflections....Its Old me, aged me, wise and beautiful me, like my mother, like my grandmother, like that lady staying across the street ! :):)
Funny! Keep up the good work. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, thank you soo much, Sir !! Coming from you means a lot :):)
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