Sangker River to Siem Reap. Sihanoukville and Koh Ta Kiev. Church of St Francis of Assisi.

Life Is Like A Painting. We are all given an empty canvas when we are born. Yellow and orange for every moment of joy and happiness, for that race in high school that we won, for the nights we spent with incredible friends dancing or gossiping about nothing in particular;. Blue for the days when we were down and low, for all those Mondays we hated going to work;. We keep adding all these colors to our emp.

May God blesses me with strength and strong will power! No PDE Rule- Day 1.

8220;I am never merry when I hear sweet music. So when I stared at the first page of G.

We had some fun games, decorations, dress code and all of it. I can crush you to bits and I will shower you with troubles. Are you strong enough to stand tall through all of it? The wind kept pushing me and eyes struggled to stay open. I was smiling I guess, to the challenge posed on me. Felt like talking to the fall and saying, I am so ready! Nature has its own way of telling you things.

Thoughts of a troubled mind. An ode to their love! July 12, 2015. Letter to MY Batman! July 8, 2015. I, ME, MYSELF. An ode to their love! Add your .

Kitaabo ke panno ke beech dabe kuch purane khat bade dilchasp hote hai. Wo khat jo shayad kisi diary ke panno se lipat kar sapne bunn rahe ho. Par kaanton se zyada chubhte hai, agar chaho inhe padhna. Boond boond, har lafz. Yu ki chehre ka naksha badal jaaye.

Pages and images of imaginations,give me peace. Thoughts and words never break me into pieces. The nib of the pen is connected to every inch of my soul. I crumble and mumble,through pages and prahses. I scatter and gather my thoughts into Poems. I cry and shy when I write something that is close to my soul. I wonder the encounter I had with my dark part,.

To go to her story.

For braiding love with my tresses. Let Images do the talking, babe! June 7, 2015.