Our story was like that as of waves and the sea shore, I was the shore that stood in a same place waiting, while you would just come and go. waves never stay you know.

Awaiting spring

Autumn has set, leaves are falling off, and so are the dreams and wishes. but wait,its not the end. spring is yet to arrive flowers are yet to bloom fruits are yet to be ripened and so is your effort.


Am a dried seed, awaiting for a drop of hope to sprout me back to life.