Friday, 18 April 2014
Having tried every possible means to calm himself down and realizing that nothing was actually working out , he finally decided to turn on to his savior of all times .
With shaky hands he took out the old diary kept inside the drawer of his study table and flipped through the pages .
Seeing his favorite handwriting and touching it with his tender fingers he felt reliving those moments of togetherness again .
In a neat and precise manner she had written in one of the pages “ When Everything Fails , Try Patience “ and slowly he escaped from the clutches of restlessness .
On this day of letter " P "
Promise...asked me one day Why do you promise ? When you can't Turning me into an unholy chant I am like the sunshine and the dust ...