Once upon a time, foster father showed me a photograph of Robert Frost's house which he visited while in the U.S. The photo looked like the angels in the heavens had taken up the place as a pet project and done it up in the most precious leaves, barks of trees, and pristine water for... Continue Reading →
Sprinkled Sentiments – Part 9
At times, when I have nothing to do at work, when I'm totally vela, when I'm not in the mood to write/read/get up from my chair, I read my blog. Not out of a narcissist kind of way, but to reflect on what I write about. To read it from an outsider's point of view.... Continue Reading →
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