In stillness of the pond…

I live happily on shredded moments of quietude.
These moments are picked up at random, here and there, while walking alongside the old familiar banks, stopping by the muddy pits. Sometimes I step back, lean on fences.
Gaze at the sunsets…
Sometimes I just click these amateurish pictures.

P.S: I did not kiss this frog:) I let it leap from my palm and go back into its pond.

Photo: Nazia


Basque-Land said…
"shredded moments of quietude", living life is so like that, a moment here a moment there and gone. Cool picture.
Nazia Mallick said…
Thanks! I like this picture too.

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