Sunday, April 13, 2008

start from

Monday mornings are as bad when they come on a Sunday…
A smile means the same thing in all languages…
Home is the place you start from when you want to measure how far you’ve travelled…
A friend is someone who can see the world through your eyes…
The best measure of a city is a conversation with its taxi driver…
It’s tough to be alone when you know you’re being missed…
I hope you find what you’re looking for…

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I want you to know.. that all the things you want to be ... you already are !
If i could reach up and hold a star for everytime you made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand...(for being there,during good times n bad)

- to seeing sikkim with ya someday !