Sunday, August 17, 2008

Nothing

I want to stand by the sea-side, and to stoop down and scoop a handful of sand and to watch the sand trickle from between my clutched fingers slowly - till I am left with nothing.


Nothing.

3 comments:

Nishanth said...

Beware! in the beeches there are lots of wastes thrown out.So dont touch the sands hahahahha.

Soorya Anwar said...

I got the point!!

Anonymous said...

Are those words from the depths of ur heart?????me too feel de same...life never leaves anything in our hand...only an innocent smile as urs..n a lot of..sorrows