US: A stormy night, the clouds dense, early November.
Prabhas started walking towards the subway station to catch his usual train
back home. He was soaked completely before he made his final call to his wife
Meenaakshi describing the beauty of the huge wave that would gallop him in a
few seconds . It was only beeps she could hear after a minute of talking with
her husband . Before she could digest what she had heard on the phone, she
almost visualized the same scene outside her portico , back home in India. Indeed
a huge wave it was!
Lot of Inspiration and a childhood dream has turned into this piece of web content that helps me share my mind to all of those who crave to read and fantasize, learn and factuate, study and enhance. I guarantee that my ramblings cater to all age groups, if anyone finds a miss please do drop your thought which would inspire me yet again and something nice would blossom for sure :-)
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1 comment:
Ashwini,
Hope both were safe.
Take care
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