I am in the land where I walk to see the light...
Every Rangoli that I see is just another illusion...
Where kids use the iron gate to play a English game as their net..
The buzz of the insects has just risen to see ever falling sun..
Water that flows is blue and so is the sky...
It's the same place but I am not the same...
Thoughts which are lost have lost their existence...
A visitor always lives to love the changing water..
Love the changes in the world or get used to be the frog..
Life evolves,Man evolves,And the Destiny too...
Every Rangoli that I see is just another illusion...
Where kids use the iron gate to play a English game as their net..
The buzz of the insects has just risen to see ever falling sun..
Water that flows is blue and so is the sky...
It's the same place but I am not the same...
Thoughts which are lost have lost their existence...
A visitor always lives to love the changing water..
Love the changes in the world or get used to be the frog..
Life evolves,Man evolves,And the Destiny too...
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it is in this generosity that a true sense of
belonging is born. [Lines from Rebecca's blogpost]