I only fear a man who has nothing but Christ.

For once the disease of reading has laid hold upon the system it weakens it so that it falls an easy prey to that other scourge which dwells in the ink pot and festers in the quill. The wretch takes to writing.

They carried the sky. The whole atmosphere, they carried it, the humidity, the monsoons, the stink of fungus and decay, all of it, they carried gravity.

If Life is meant to be Lived.., Live it with a Smile.. because We are also Happy to see You Happy.. Have A Good Day...

Written By Sneha Salgaonkar

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