Most of the artisitic minds in the planet are hidden behind factories, programmer's cubicles, management boardrooms, rickety offices. The turbulence here is that of an artist emerging out of a serenely settled engineer's life...
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Typo
He saw her say in the IM windonw "You are No.one for me" and smiled, without realising the '.' was a typo.
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