gypsy in the rain


castles of sand…
September 2, 2010, 2:43 pm
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in my childhood… sand was something foreign for me…

I used to love sitting on those tiny hills of sand with “Guddi”, at random construction sites in my neighborhood…

I remember collecting shells… especially closed ones were my favorites… I always thought that they carried some secret message for me….To see if they really have something, I used to open them one by one… While I kept some of them unopened… leaving them undisturbed…

I carried them home in my frock…

And now I don’t remember where I kept my treasure…

I often think that kids dont have a memory… what they have are dreams…

Details did not exist for me either…

So if you find them scattered somewhere… please bring them back to me…

A little girl is still playing inside them…

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i got it 🙂 the dol is on its way 😉

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