I may not stay here forever will just pass like the winds Will leave only my sweet realisation But there will not be a mark I will move like the sand Rivers are free to take me anywhere Will not be like the scientific theories Which change according to time My thoughts will be mine
Today me and my friend were out on an evening walk. There we saw an insect with a different look. We wished to have a photo đź“· of that. But as we clicked the first picture he became camera conscious and started moving away from the camera. After a lot of patience we succeeded in
The Unconditional Guru 