Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Sendha Namak In Hindi

so to speak .... MEMORIES

Wow, actually I had not realized when was the last time I wrote something in this place, and not that he has forgotten is that simply not writing anything I had thought of many twists and turns of life, it sometimes seems that only a routine, and to repeat what we already know ... the high, low ...
I sat in front of my laptop many times, and there are some drafts enclosed, will eliminate some day so you do not continue to occupy more space ....
New year, new goals .... or are the same as I have outlined over the past years?
may be, they are not as important, if not, and had his ... it's so easy to say "I'm going to do" but is much easier to break them when they are given more interesting ....
I look in the mirror and there are more gray in my hair ..... I call them " events "and
creams I use are good, they know to hide those wrinkles, if indeed any.
My children, they reason if they are important, seeing them grow and even scold me say and when not I do something well, or say an occasional bad word for them ... WHOLE LIFE.

is a January morning, and the heat that comes through my window it's like August, the breeze is warm breeze is more than a strong wind, the sun bright, blinding .... relieves me, give me strength, all the vitamin loss in those cloudy days and cold of which I deny ever ..... and now I complain to have heat and sweating at every pore, and ...... so what?

Now I'm with my plans, my goals, my dreams of that teenager who still lives in me, with hopes of new ways and new emotions, without forgetting what has already elapsed .

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