RoaD
My blogs
| Introduction | Me A road, of course not as beautiful or soothing as a white, shaped, polished, marble made Tajmahal. I am dark, black and made up of unturned, unshaped stones.I cant be a symbol of love but certainly a symbol of quest towards unknown distant horizons.I know Everybody wants to live in home, but I am a home for those,whom has no home. Everybody can use me to get their destination, But I have no destination.On every corner I get diverged into many-many destinations and ultimately encircles the whole world. |
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