Ramble 88: Random

First of all, after being back from a hiatus after a long time I have to say I am loving the new formatting. So, good job wordpress!

Secondly, it is simply nice to be back. This post is not going to be much because I am trying to finish writing this asap.

A random idea popped in my head: what if babies are like a blank canvas? They roll in the paint called life and find their own meaning which they project as adult. Some people dash paint on them with their unique brushes. Some last, some get covered in plethora. Maybe, we are all canvasses ready to be paintings, because at the end of day (just like paintings) some of us are beautiful and others ugly. Like some projects which are just not meant to be.


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