Painting to Van Gogh. Music to Mozart. Writing to countless writer, Wilbur Smith, Alexander Solzenitzyn to name a few. I write about economics, justice, equality. Finding solution to a common problem. Amartya Sen, Pramoedya Anantha Toer, I like their writing.
It has been raining all night. Not heavy rain, but slow persistent drip that never stop. Then at 4am, it all gone quiet. No sound, nothing. I looked outside. Snowflakes falling slowly, like manna from heaven. White and fluffy.
at Tuesday, August 19, 2008 Posted by nooryahaya
Labels: snow christchurch new zealand
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