Wednesday, September 3, 2008

memories

Nobody warns you against books. Nobody tells you that reading them may hit you where it hurts the most.

It happened again with her. It was an innocent story, as usual. In one scene, a little girl ran towards her father, hugged his knees and asked him to pick her up.

She threw the book away...and prepared herself for the onslaught of memories.

2 comments:

๑۩۞۩๑♥V♥๑۩۞۩๑ said...

ohh..yar...hugs hugs dear.
i miss him a lots too.take care sis
*bear hug*

rain girl said...

@bhai *hugs* you too bro..tc