Hope...

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I've finally created a blog... after procrastinating for so long.. so its only right if i start with hope..


HOPE
~ Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Comments

  1. KK10 April 2013 at 18:58

    Hello. I am Karunesh.

    Just because I write kind of long posts, I normally thought blogs with small posts are kind of childish/immature, but your blog corrected me. Now I think it is not the size of the posts but the ideas that matter.

    The other thing that I am loving about your blog is that it has been here since 2005, when I was in class X. :-) Except some programmers' blogs, yours is the oldest I have ever known.

    With so many posts, it will take me some time to go through all of them, but let us hope I do it sooner rather than later.

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  2. Dwiti R12 April 2013 at 08:35

    Hi Karunesh...
    Looks like i discovered your comments in reverse order...
    Glad you found the blog worth spending time on...

    Do keep coming by....

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