memory of Tandek...

>> Tuesday, June 8, 2010

I remember when I was little, on the way home from school I always stop by to pick this flower. I grew up in a village and walked to school everyday. Often, I would stop either to pick up flowers, picking pebbles or just sitting under a tree to rest. I miss the old village, I used to lay down on the grass and look at the blue sky and imagining I am jumping from one cloud to the other.


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