Life is never what it pretends to be. However much we prepare and anticipate challenges, one can never tell when suddenly a left leaning curve would turn right and then plunge down, only to rise up again some unforeseen day and time. Each of them experiences, each such turn, tears a bit into our rather simple and plain canvas of life. Often, embarrassed and fearful, we tie up such cuts by some rudimentary knots, hand sewn and imperfect, helping us to keep the canvas intact somehow.
Or so we think!
Gilmour's solos on the piece, does exactly the job we need done- he slowly and meticulously undoes and unties those useless knots we tied earlier. And once he's finished, we have not a torn canvas, but a fluttering flag!
Flying High!
-Palash
July'2013, Bongaigaon.
Or so we think!
Gilmour's solos on the piece, does exactly the job we need done- he slowly and meticulously undoes and unties those useless knots we tied earlier. And once he's finished, we have not a torn canvas, but a fluttering flag!
Flying High!
-Palash
July'2013, Bongaigaon.
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