Who is more helpless?
The shore, that can’t move.
Or the wave, that can’t stay.
Every one appreciated the beauty of photo frame.
But no one has seen the effort of the wall tack.
It has been handled the photo for years.
One thing
That stops us.
It’s the start.
Her dreams are in fear.Perhaps,Her needs are shouting on them.
All her cry and all her scream,
they suddenly made sense.
When she fulfilled her wishes and dream.
She looks in the mirror teary eyed…
The girl in the mirror looks angry…
She doesn’t blink her eyes and then she smiles…
Photography can freeze the time.
Writing can bring back the time.
Cinema can show you the time.
Not having that is not the end of the world.This, a love like this…you are my whole world.
“Who are you?”
“A Hindu or A Muslim?”
“I’m hungry!”