Was reading thru one of the blog. Came accross this one. Life is so different in western world. It is so much different from eastern world. We feel so detached and away now. Corona Red Roses: Life is so sad sometimes...
To share my own thought, I used to stay in a house in 1982-84. There was a kid, son of my landlord, I used to play with. Prakash. He died due to a bike-accident. This news was passed to me by dad..
I feel sad, but I feel that that event has happened in a remote world... can not seem to connect to it... I know, it is bad on my part...
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
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