Last nyt in my dream :we climbd 2gthr 2 hvn,on d way i ws tired,u caried me on ur back,wen we reachd d gate,GOD cald me-'CuM my child' plz lev ur DONKEY outside
read life as the sea, heart as the seashore & friends like the waves. It never matters how many waves r there? What matters is which one touches the seashore.