My Story

Remembering... Those rides, that lawn of our home beside that stream, i miss that. oh my desire to sleep come over but come along with the breeze of cool air n show me the colorful world of dreams. Listen to me oh my beloved, let me tell yuh my story. There was a time wen this all beautiful world of my childhood was all around me n i feel like it was something my very own and that world never knew k wat she means to me n wat i think for her , that beautiful waorld was something totally living in my heart n mind all the time. So this is my story. (Remembering...Those rides, that lawn of our home beside that stream, i miss that. oh my desire to sleep come over but come along with the breeze of cool air n show me the colorful world of dreams. I still remember that me n yuh wandering in the streets aimlessly n wen getting tired, going to Naani (Grand mom), placing head in her lap n sleep deep, and before sleeping that insistance to listen a fairy tale. So this is my story.... Wat a life that was? No worries, nothing to bother about. It was life the whole world is in my hands. That singing songs wen i was just learning how to speak, n yeah how i can i forget that surge to show the new toys to everyone. But i guess i had asked life too much that it snatched away all that i had too. Who would bring me back all my those beautiful moments, the time that has passed away. So this is my story...- ruru.