At each passing moment, the pace of human progress is expected to carry your understanding to an inch higher,into a realm of new revelations and truth,from where you tighten your belts to join the group of the wise.
From when you look back, you see the little pool of tears you cried ,the little drops of blood you shed,that made you what you are now.
Your sins,your generosity ,your love ,your hate ,your little toys that made your childhood,the girl who made your youth,the great scriptures and manuscripts that pushed you to limits of thoughts,all of that appear in streaks at the
About Me
- roshan menon
- I travelled the length of the mighty ghats, I talked to the winds, I rested on the rarer pastures, I washed my face in the chilly waters time and again, and I asked the first kid I saw, my name. He looked at me mysteriously, while I watched my reflection in his eyes. He told me that I have wings, and they have a span.
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