On a Move
The world seems to be moving. I don’t like it. I always like to move forward. But here, I feel everything is moving backwards. I need to do something; I could not let this continue. Then I swap seats with my mom sitting in-front, in the cabin of the moving train. Hmmm... This is relaxing.
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Thanks Abhishek! Would look forward to your visites :)
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Thanks Neha :)
ReplyDeleteso far its ok...continue..lets see..
ReplyDelete@Chai : Yup .. will do that :D
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ReplyDeleteThanks Basu :)
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