One more day ends. There we were, sipping Diet Coke under a grey sky outside Subway. Talking of Goa and planning a dinner some other time. Nothing concrete was decided and still the day ended. Time stayed yet passed on, like the sketch of two people done with charcoal. Still life, the call it. It's smudged into a distant but certain tomorrow...when time will shade us some more.
Day 54 of 108
Today my blog crossed 1 million hits. I have written the blog for a long, long time. I have abandoned it several times, then resumed, then c...
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