Scribbled away in a leaf of the Fall,the first few lines don't say it all,
Sporadic thoughts , my reflections and belief,will make this my Golden Leaf...
Four strong inspirations, thousands of whirling musings and hours of brown study later, I finally sat to pen down my first lines as a blogger. I call this my Golden Leaf.
As a kid, I loved to collect the yellowed fallen leaves from the Banyan tree in our backyard, just to write down a childlike poem or to merely set an example of my artistic capabilities. Today, I decided to borrow another leaf from my trusted tree, to put in my random thoughts, this time, not to wither away in my notebook.
