Lady Barton St Mary and I are travelling to Portugal today; our children, Master Johnny and Miss Katherine, will be flying out to join us next week. yeah but you might as well take it with you in your luggage. 8220;Buy a new one at the airport with our inheritance? Lady Barton St Mary.

Early morning sky reveals the secrets day holds; but like many of us, the sky speaks in riddles. Its indigo stained humidity, when seen through the lenses of a window shares the appearance of a winter storm. Men will wipe their brows, push back damp hats, lean against the forgiveness of shade-bearing trees.

She turned her feelings and thoughts into words. I am nothing but a keeper of your vanity. The door to your forgotten history. I am that broken window pane. When you tried to escape from your piercing reality. I am your mirror the reflection of your broken smile. I am nothing but your conscience. Your painful karma for every pack of lies. I am nothing but your nuisance. As I disconnected all lines that bridge our thoughts.

In the midst of all the hullabaloo of my final year in the college, I found this gem of a novel to read, prescribed in my course. Oh my, my! I would want this story to hit the big screens.

A spot for a few words and thoughts. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Others You Should Check Out. But most science and surveys suggest that you will be influenced somewhat. Anyhow, what do you all think? .

If you want to be a hero well just follow me. I woke up with no memory. All alone in my bed. I stared at the mirror. A strange feeling in my head. An ant crawled up to me. You must be The Giant Ant. She led me to her home. Too small for me to fit in. She gave me a potion. To help me slip in. I drank it all at once. I remained a giant ant.

My Adorable Terrible 2 year old. The new baby Vs the old babies. 8220;Love is an element which though physically unseen is as real as air or water. My New Years Eve Look.