29 Jul
Just want to share this poem that my sister made for one of her english class. They were asked to compose a poem reflecting some object. I just find it cute. I asked her permission to publish it here…. And she said yes with some prearrangements of course…..
The Bottle
I n s i d e
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A person’s worth is not measured on one aspect of achievements neither is it determined on the extreme side of failures nor is it gauged on the pieces of learned realizations. It can only be appreciated by looking at the mélange of all these facets. What we say or think at the moment is not exactly who we are, it only speak of what we are at that particular moment.
I have always been fascinated with simple chats that turn into witty exchanges which later become profound conversations then evolve into genuine friendships. . . . whether I’m involved or watching it unfold from afar.
