Once in a while, when people around me go to exotic locations or restaurants to celebrate holidays, I step into a library. The city library is heaven. I mean, if heaven exists, then it looks like a big library, with old books and well cushioned armchairs.
Once in a while I sit here and write out many things. I call them “word tears” from the eyes of the soul. Drop by drop. Word by word. Those words are solitude lovers, they hardly travel. They are hidden somewhere in a pretty peony printed diary. Continue reading “Library, The Quiet World Of Stories”
When I am busy, my days rush like Olympic sprinters and I go with the flow: fast, faster, fastest. I love chasing time. Then just like all sprinters and marathon-achievers I feel tired after that long race. I slow down and seek peace.
Continue reading “That nobody told me yet..”
Most of the good things you capture through a camera lens are unforeseen ,unexpected .
You want to own a thing , a moment , a memory , an expression just because it was something you did not expect and maybe it’s one of those temporary ones ! Continue reading “Weekly Photo Challenge : Unexpected”