I am the table
First post. Right. This is a really new idea to me, I just kind of read a book called Things I Know About Love where the main character writes a private blog, like a diary, that she updates every...
You did it. You made it. You nailed it. You've graduated. You're here.
I'm so proud of you. Please hug yourself. You're incredible. You graduated. 18 years, babygirl. We're here. I love you....
Dear You,
I miss you so much it hurts.
My first & dearest nephew Aariz,
I was just browsing through a Social Networking Site called Facebook. I don't know if few years down the line it will still be available. I just chanced upon a...