Thursday, August 26, 2010


The miracle is not to fly in the air, or to walk on the water, but to walk on the earth. Life sometimes is a miraculous. Unexpected things are always expected. People never realized that human beings create an environment. Every body seems lost in their own world. Some in the world of romantic, some in denial, some in demise, some in contentment, some in desolation, some in grief and so on. Sometimes it is just like a broken page that swing swiftly by innocent wind ceaselessly to an inexpressible destination. …………..

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