Only the other day I was talking to my wife about what our next Flat would be like and it seemed that she wants a one of those well manicured lawned bungalow in a community housing project on the edge of well groomed waterbody. And I knew exactly what she had in mind. It was nighttime and after our meals having our children - one brat of 10 years and the other a gawky and elegant teenager on the edge of becoming a lady - go to bed, this was our precious time for being Romantic. We both of us work.
So when she said a bungalow on the edge of water I knew it was vacation time for us. And so here we are on the seashore with lots of eagerness and energy to catch up with lost vibes of life.
Timeis so precious and we realize it only when it occassionaly makes us long for it's return. But alas Herodotus was so correct that we can never step in the same river twice, the water had already flowed.
So what do we do? Create Dams! And have power oops! sorry energy I mean. And its the energyofLove ofLifethat occassionallyso moves us that we become poets. And we write. Right?
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