tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38431412011-04-21T14:02:28.324-07:00lets see what comes up dearIpshitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01599622039080219773noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3843141.post-827396222002-10-09T07:07:00.000-07:002002-10-09T07:07:57.306-07:00Moments <br />life is made of moments..christ sounds like the beginning of a school essay..relax guys am not that dull as yet. <br />Well last nite i was remembering those moments i wud always hang on to for dear life...and i rememberd..Captain Biggles...yah got her hen she was a just a little babay..and she never quite grew..up. used to let her sleep on my lap when she was little..after a year she weighed around 50 kgs..and she still loved sleeping on my lap....all afternoon me and my baby wud snooz off while the tv.buzzed...an ole flick.zzzzzzzzzzzz <br />Early mornings are my fav time of the day...with the mist parting aaway in front of u..it adds a quality of mystery to ur life which otherwise is missing..i remember the times i used to just walk up to this ol broken down tea shop and grasp a little earthen cup with both my hands..and sip slowly.....an ole lady ...her face wreathed with smiles....never failed to pat my head..and bless me...while handing me the cup...best te i've ever tastd in my life.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3843141-82739622?l=destress.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ipshitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01599622039080219773noreply@blogger.com