Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
Exploring the hearts of villages and streets all around the world is my dream. I long to spend a whole week every month, experi...
-
He sat on the front seat As pleasant as if he is singing a melody In his white and orange car It passed round and round In the flowery Novem...
-
On seeing udumban, I always remembered the embalmed body of Pharaoh. Udumban was tall, bare footed, black and in his seventies. His appare...
