My babies - last of the Mohiccans

Thursday, September 20, 2012



I still remember,
Grandpa taking me by
the hand and telling me tales;
in that rickshaw that moved on
two weary feet of an old man who
was so strong; to run along the streets
of Colombo through dust, rain and storms;
contributing to the seeds of my learning, that was
to grow into whatever I have given to life thus far; that
keeps me motivated, pushing me forward, achieving, on and on.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007  

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