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Handwriting on the wall

Tuesday, March 28, 2006
life
Once upon a time there was a little girl playing in her garden.She picked up wildflowers,Chased the butterflies,digged in the sand to collect pretty stones.Ah wat a bliss !! she thought I wish life would always remain carefree.
But life never stays the same...like changing colors of the sky it truns from bright blue days of childhood to darkness of adulthood.
Nothing stays same...everything has changed and so hav I.

Blogger Vipul said...

how so true..!!  

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