Everyone beneath the sun is dreaming dreams,scheming schemes, wanting what they haven't got, chasing golden beams...I'm like the rest its quite true
November 26, 2007
Let there be light...
She would go to the maidan every evening and see the sun set. It gave her a sense of completeness – to see the orange sky die and the darkness of night take over. She almost turned philosopher during those moments and no matter how harsh the day had been, the transitional phase calmed her. She knew, no matter how dark it gets, the brightness of the sun shall triumph once again; it’s just a matter of time.