Life’s Canvas for Saturday, March 15, 2008

never imagined love crashes this loud like glass breaking on Hi Fi sound, to split one's ears, not to mention Ipods and dangling earphones. Love used to be innocent and pure besides was soft pollen on the wings blithe of butterflies like angels. Used to dazzle in the drizzle of evening sun, reflect... Sign in to see full entry.

At the outset, I wish all our readers a great time ahead, full of great health, happiness and all-round prosperity. When we normally wish people—let them be familiar or otherwise too for that matter. See the faces of foreigners beaming when we wish them on the streets. In this process we discover... Sign in to see full entry.