Today was such a sherlock holmy day.It belonged to entirely different 'me'.I entertained a number of fantasies.
Just wanted to say i felt like a queen owning the egmore museum yesterday.The brick red building against the overcast sky seemed to want to tell me something...A consuming secret of all ages put together, trying to burst out and sob out as rains.
All precious things, discover’d late,
To those that seek them issue forth;
For love in sequel works with fate,
And draws the veil from hidden worth.
...Tennyson...
To those that seek them issue forth;
For love in sequel works with fate,
And draws the veil from hidden worth.
...Tennyson...
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