Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Prodigy

The glass panel of window has moved by the wind that is blowing out. The clouds have gathered to hide the sun rays that were falling on the vase to make its shadow seem bigger on the wall in front of it. The sweet sound of nightingale chirping to make it know that there is something going to happen.It just started raining out side and the same.



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