hi,
to all those who r caring 2 read these lines.OUR HOUSE.the place wher we hav breathed evry second of transformation from pure innosense to still evolving maturity.our house for all of us is a treasure of our CHILDHOOD.A childhood where we all wer always pillars for each other.a pillar not only 2 rest bt also 2 stand again.IF i take birth again i wish thers always a room for all of us in this HOUSE N we fill it up from DAY ONE.
BABU-DEBAJYOTI BHATTACHARYA |