201301

Who knows that time could fly so fast?

One moment we are here and then suddenly we are there.

Yes, that is how time moves.

It waits for nobody.

Truth to be told, writing has always been a favourite.

Or should I say a habit.

Let it be in the blog, in the diaries,

in the phone's note or whatnot.

Give me a pen and a paper, and I shall scribbled away.

Writing is a comfort to me when nothing else helps.

:)

Word of wise:

Four things that can never be recovered:
The stone after it's thrown;
The word after it's spoken,
The occasion after it's missed,
And the time after it's gone.