The sun streamed through the window and hit my face, screaming at me to wake up! I love my handsthat are so dexterous in their work. As much as I know my brain co-ordinates the movments and originates the imagination to create something, I still can't imagine how it would come alive without the tools called fingers.
Love 
Poornima
1 comment:
hey..
oru bed'a ethanai design'la kalakuringa.... wondering my friend........ miss u ...
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