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...

February 17, 2007

Till i'm back...

Mom got me this tiny bunch of beautiful and eloquent flowers found in my neighbourhood as we were on the way back home from last minute shopping.The tree was drenched in the surprise showers we got today.When mom plucked them from the wet branches,it looked as though a thousand diamonds were scattering from the tree,sending forth fresh spicey droplets all over my face.I'm going to keep it as a lucky charm for my journey.I hope my trip proves to be a treat for my senses as this lovely spray of flowers.

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