Saturday, November 05, 2005
Yes..I'm going somewhere and i wont be back. No i wont be back... coz its far and i cant be reached. I wont be taking my baby apple. I wont be connceted. Its the best... Its the right thing to do. i cant possibly add more weight on my back and miss having fun...the mp3 sings... " There wont be white flag above my window..." I won' t be in from 12-19nov.
Surrendering time and skipping away i will... the plane flies high above the clouds where possiblities becomes my dream. In search of treasures that prayers can only find. Skirts and blouses, trinkets and bangles...shine and dazzle not for me but for the one i pray for. Tales i will come back with...Pictures will share my journey.
A tale was told everynight where a father carries his child fast alseep onto a comfortable bed. Let those tears dry, let those fears be forgotten coz the father's arms holds him dearly. Though the child knows he is being carried, yet he couldnt' open his eyes. Tired and exhausted, he knows in his father's arms, he is safe. I love you dad ---<@