Tuesday, June 7, 2011

150 posts old :) RanDom !

A few fresh drops is celebration 
A little downpour is wait
A bud beneath the porch is life
And a flower bloomed is survival

Never will the slog of the day , outshine , the ecstasy of the rain .

I guess some stains are only removed by universal tears .

I will drown , if you promise you will save me . I , like a two year old , still abide by my promises :)

The dashboard says I've turned 150 ! I'll beat every turtle on this planet ;) :P

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