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Saturday, 28 December 2013
A painful.. stressful ..X-mas vacation...
When I was gloomy with sorrowful thoughts....
He gave me pencil and pencil colours..
I tried my best to pour colours into my life....
When he joined me to draw , ....
That thirty minutes became a miming melody....
Oh my child !.. You are a precious stone ...
A competition between my son Hafiz and me...
To draw a scenery .....
When I was gloomy with sorrowful thoughts....
He gave me pencil and pencil colours..
I tried my best to pour colours into my life....
When he joined me to draw , ....
That thirty minutes became a miming melody....
Oh my child !.. You are a precious stone ...
A competition between my son Hafiz and me...
To draw a scenery .....
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