some dried moments,
some blooming
affinity, some
inner
fragrance, and few drops of
love often refreshes the
soul, just required
to adapt the
mood of
time,
it's not necessary that every
day will be as desired,
the season has its
own way of
move,
in the morning there wasn't
a piece of cloud, when
the sunset every
where its
raining,
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
