Am like a boy waving at a passing train....who knows why he waves...to whom he waves... and besides an answer always spoils the romance. This blog is not what i want to share with the world,just, what i cannot keep to myself.
Friday, June 05, 2009
Last MAN Standing
it's easier to grind your teeth,bite your lips,dig your heel and take the all threatening storm of 5 min on it's head.But if it's a wind,even if it's barely sufficient to throw the cap off your head and seems really innocuos, and say it continues..an hour..a day..a week... it starts eating you slowly and slowly.Because then it's not a question of courage but a quality deservingly rated high-Patience.To be able to put your head down..stretch yourself day in and out..to wear the trouble out becomes the only option sometimes.That's why they call the last one standing..the last MAN standing.
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You really seem to be in a lot of trouble :(
uncle..........great post once again...!! and are you alive?!? call up maadi once or twice...!!!
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