When the medicines don't work, a little love does. When the chocolate cant cheer you up, a warm hug does. Dad's teasing ruffle of your hair, matter more than that crocodile print Gucci. Walking barefoot on grass, with the tender stalks shyly curling up your toes feels indescribably pleasant. One new notification on facebook. Couriers. Coffee steaming up your glasses.

Its always the small things in life that matter and count :)

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

A thought.

Freedom is not being allowed to do what you want to do. Freedom is when they understand why it is you have to do what you have been allowed to do. Only then can you be truly be free of  the obligation to explain and the necessity to lie. 
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