You run after a bus. Knowing quite well that you wont get it. But. You run. And. Miss it.
You run after a bus. Knowing quite well that you wont get it. But. You run. You get it. And. You realize it was a wrong bus after all.
You start walking. A bus stops. And. Goes away.
You keep on walking.
And
:)
You run after a bus. Knowing quite well that you wont get it. But. You run. You get it. And. You realize it was a wrong bus after all.
You start walking. A bus stops. And. Goes away.
You keep on walking.
And
:)
2 comments:
Mauja toh :-D :-D
Moja toh my Emily Dickinson?! :D
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