why do we get attached with inanimate objects like a bed, a mirror, a wall, a ceiling, a fan, utensils, chairs, tables, bottls, mugs, etc.? Confused
why is moving on so difficult? Embarrassed
why isn’t everything compact? why can’t everything can be turned into a compact thing that is easily portable? Thinking
while packing, why do find all the things that we lost in the past, and then keep worrying about where and how to keep them? Baring teeth
BTW, i’ve just shifted from my flat to a friend’s place cuz Nitin has moved to the US (Houston, TX)… i’m missing him.. Crying although i’m soon gonna join him..Nerd
i’m enjoying my last days in Pune Umbrella Rainbow Clock