Wednesday, 29 April 2009

The Welcoming Strangers..And Your Own Land

In the loving touch of strangers.. see your future as a white paper with a fresh smell, enlightened, as perfect as your dreams and yet not drawn, empty. Light as a piece of fresh paper.
The way I felt in my new friend A's car.
And yet..
I miss laying down under the dining table with my cats in my flat.
All these days, at the moments where I was in the room here to update the blog, I had a company of a bahraini ant to whom I am very attached now. He is more than a pet. He comes and goes as if lost its way like a part of me. I am sure I will miss him when I will be back.

1 comment:

  1. A beautiful life.

    Thank you for sharing.




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