“ Its not the type of pencil but the artist's skill that matters. ”
Loneliness gave me things that no one did. It gave me pain, It gave me strength to gather myself and stand again. It gave me strength to wait for you.
~ Srinivas Shenoy
Whoever you are. Where ever you are. With whom so ever you are & were. Whatever may be your past. What so ever may be the truth. I will wait for you & I will fade away just like a daffodil when storm comes.
a soldier's mind is made of rock, the heart of a candle.
A wound on Heart is something that can not be treated by any medicine, but can be treated by sweet words.
