Big little things
Sometimes the littlest of things can mean so much...
A pleasant look in the eyes of the passer by.
A phone call from someone you thought you'd never speak to again.
A twitch in the corner of your teacher's lips when you know you've done something right.
The ordinary words of an extaordinary person.
The smile on someone's face.
An unexpected visit from someone you haven't seen in a long time.
A letter.
The memory of the smell of a person.
A little message left for you, saying "Hope ur doing ok"
Two lines of a poem.
....An mms sent by a friend...a picture of a loved one playing cricket.
I'm smiling, Recho.
A pleasant look in the eyes of the passer by.
A phone call from someone you thought you'd never speak to again.
A twitch in the corner of your teacher's lips when you know you've done something right.
The ordinary words of an extaordinary person.
The smile on someone's face.
An unexpected visit from someone you haven't seen in a long time.
A letter.
The memory of the smell of a person.
A little message left for you, saying "Hope ur doing ok"
Two lines of a poem.
....An mms sent by a friend...a picture of a loved one playing cricket.
I'm smiling, Recho.
posted by Sylvan Goddess at 2:55 AM
4 Comments:
glad..... :)
oh ho! this i missed!
hehehehe. we should shoot this jack character more often. like tonight... when we plan to get him drunk and unleash him on the streets with a knife?? that should be fun! heee.
hehehe yes i heard about your plans...and you call HIM the evil one?? hehehehe. :P
Adding my bit of evil to all this - pictures from tonight are most welcome! :)
Ya all these and some more!
Helping a blind person to cross a busy street
sponsoring midday meals for the toddlers in the mobile creche
Many things which we can do small but giving us a "high"
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