Originally posted by: wishfor
Winds are just a detour
To affect a kites mood
Never let them dictate you
Just hold on tight to life's strings
You saw a boy on the terrace,
Fighting the nasty wind holding his kite,
He stood there never letting go his strings,
Soon, balmy breeze floated in the sky,
Patting the back of the boy who was resolute,
And, his colorful kite just knew how to kiss the sky...
Did you hear the boy singing and whistling,
And, the kite dancing while soaring high and high...
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No clue what I have written... 😆😆😆 hope, did not spoil Aruna's image...
Aditi: Me hope that your prediction is true and he takes Arohi to meet Mother India first... please creative give us some son-ma moment. 😊
Edited by an12345678 - 16 years ago