gypsy in the rain


a piece of paper….
August 27, 2010, 9:18 pm
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a paper…
call it a page…
from a diary…
would say a lot to you…
stories it has witnessed…
and stories it has missed…
reflecting whatever it faces…
like a mirror…

a page is a poem sometimes…
a story, a talk with self…
or sometimes just a contract…

a page, itself is an epic of love…
it just knows how to love what it has…
and hence stays forever with the page next to it…

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A page breathes.It has the essence of life.A page whispers to us in the light.And together with the one next to it,Helps us live a little longer as well.Beautiful thoughts, Shruti. 🙂

Comment by D2

A page….reminds me of the distinct smell of an old novel…beautiful…Regards,The Silhouette…

Comment by The Silhouette

@ D2, lovely…:)@ The Silhouette, may I know ur name please??? I am so confused… I am following u but I m sorry,,, dont actually remember u… were u in indiblogger's meet too…

Comment by shruti..

Hey Shruti,u would remember me only if you knew me…i jus saw your comment on my blog…so visited yours…liked it, started following it…n am not into indiblogger….u hav so many questions!!!i have some reasons for not giving out my name…hope to catch you online sometime… (cyclone.phyan@gmail.com)Regards,The Silhouette…

Comment by The Silhouette

i liked the comparison of how pages stay close and love 😀

Comment by ani_aset




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