I am here ..,just to let u know that .....
am here to tell you something...
something that I keep in an inner shell, stamping it as senseless thoughts.....
Even You may feel the same...am helples...
But listen me, am sure..even you may feel..am telling for you only
About Me
- aash ashitha
- am a journo by profession....somtimes speechless, somtimes..the chatterbox..somtimes in luv with silence...dreams are the open windows through which i let my heart to fly n fly......when it scale new heights , the sky becomes my world...
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I am listening to it. Those fragile yet poignant feelings that rush past the horde of words. Often times,words are cruel,they myscheviously eludes that which you hanker to express. That is understable..Everything in the universe is mischevious. That is why he cried out:
"And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and, startled, gave back
my too-sudden image. Who knows? Perhaps the same
bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, separate, in the evening..."
Ashaanti.
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