Monday,
December 05, 2016
8:03 AM
- Indu Bala Singh
I had cut bushes and
made my path alone
I did my work silently …..and walked alone ….. Days , months and years passed by …..
Now I love
loneliness
At present I can see
a vast sandy land in front of me ….. showing OASIS
The hot wind is so
soothing ….
Now bushes are not
seen …….
I walked
opposite to oasis
Because I loved my loneliness
I am maker of my own lovely DESTINY .
