Doesn't really let you keep that open book policy after all. So you turn to songs for their metaphorical generosity of meaning :)
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To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
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There is indeed a time, and until my time comes, i just need to keep the faith and the smile that reaches my eyes.
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The way I look at it, blogs are doing what books, letters, and phone calls did some few decades ago. Its an extension of our innate desire to meet two wants: expressing and hearing.
Its always good to come back to your blog Sudha, keep up
V: Thanks child, thanks a lot ... lemme know wen ur done with next post :)
Unpredictable! I love the lyrics of this number. They are the musicalisation of Ecclesiastes 3 verses from the Bible. Anyways, i like the various mood swings post. I am going through all of them these last couple of months :-(
arre tere blogs ek ek karke padh raha hoon... did u read mine?
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