“I hope one day my children will tell this story… Our mom messed up a lot. She lost her temper. Sometimes she said a few choice words. She forgot things. She missed things. She was a mediocre cook. And our house was often a mess. But she was quick to
I love Sitting ideal looking at the horizon, hearing the wild sunny breeze, I love seeing oceans and tides crashing on the rocks.. Not that I get to do it often.. But when I did.. This is how it was.. Once upon a time dunno where exactly but outskirtHazrat Sayyed Baleshah Peer Dargah.. Uttan Dongri..