These walls have seen me grow......they have seen me toil and plough....they've been spectators to the celebrations.....to the trials and turmoils....to the melodrama that has unfolded within their bounds....as I leave this haven for far-away shores, these are the walls that I am going to miss the most....
5 comments:
Nostalgia... haan :) good pics..have the same walls in the new home :)
i love the second picture - never thought about the walls in that sense. now that you have mentioned it, mind is wandering off to many of the relatives' houses in mysore and bangalore... many memories - some nice and some not so much...
Nice :)
I felt this way when i first left home to study ..i almost cried..i missed my room and I felt the walls were reverberating with certain emotions...i always thought that people used to think that i was strange when i told them that walls speak to me..but i guess its universal ..well almost
:(. Don't stop showing Indian colors madam. We will miss them once you move out of des.
Post a Comment