At times one loses everything, it only means that things shall recommence shortly with more life, more love, more devotion, more intensity, with more hope . . .
Hope of a new tomorrow to fill the pits created by yesterday.
Birds r chillaaying. Hen is kukdukuing. Flowers r khusbhu maaring,
Moon is dubing, sun is ugging. Peakok is naaching. All r kahing
Good Morning, and U R still soying......!
I wish God made me a SMS, so that I can reach you in 5 sec,
Cost u nothing, u"ll read me & I cud C U smiling which is
worth a million 4me. Good Morning.