Life.
When did the world become so boring? When did
we stop dreaming to only live in reality? As children, we've tip toed
across creaking floors in fears of waking sleeping monsters. We sat on
the shore lines and looked at the sky kissing the edge of the earth,
wondering what mysterious lied ahead. One day we'll lose all the magic
in our hearts and minds. Knowledge will take place of curiosity just as
instant gratifications has taken the place of romance. Tonight, I would
like all of you to take a deep breath and look outside. Press your lips
softly against the window as you exhale one deep breath. Then with the
tip of your finger, draw into the fog a world- other than the one on the
other side
This world is an open sketch book, full of beautiful art and immortal words. Let's paint the skies with the dreams of tomorrow, the stars with hopes of today. Nankurunaisa.
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