Posted by: Saima on: January 3, 2012
Dreams Of a quaint little place Of a house filled with bookcase Of Ghalib and Faiz And Marquez and Gibran Dreams Of a brick street and a coffee shop Dreams Of a house with a 30 feet ceiling Of a house filled with kids squealing Of grandparents sharing stories of the white elephant or saint
Posted by: Saima on: January 2, 2012
What a year. What a year. Twenty Eleven has been wonderful to me. So wonderful that i was moved enough to sign into wordpress and write a blog. Twenty Eleven made me a tad bit wiser, a tad bit careless, a tad bit crazier. I did things i never thought i would do. I did [...]
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