aray haan

what i had in mind was to share this poem i received in a text message =p
awww it is so touching & ....

around the corner i have a friend
in this city that has no end
the days go by & weeks rush on
& before i know a year has gone 

i never see my old friend's face
for life now has swift pace
he knows i like him just as well
as in the days when i rang his bell

in times when we were younger when
but now we are busy tired men
tired of playing a foolish game
tired of trying to make a name

tomorrow i say i'll call on him
just to show that i am thinking of him
but tomorrow comes & goes
& distance between us grows & grows

around the corner, yet miles away
here's a telegram: sir he died today
that's what we get & deserve in the end
around the corner, A VANISHED FRIEND....

missing old times-

I have the `useless` guilt of not capturing those golden years in the camera.

-useless because i have those oldie goldie times stored in my heart- alll memories though old but vivid-

but =p dis is only a  lame excuse =c