I am Rockie.
My home has always provided me a good shelter but during winter and summer I prefer my cousin’s home.
I have a lot of good friends. We all are helpful to everyone.
I have a girl friend (keep it as a secret), Bakulu.
It was one of the hottest days of the summer.
I was walking swiftly, I paused.
I saw an old lady, short and lean, carrying a sack which was filled with something. She moved slowly with great difficulty, one can see sweat dropping from her forehead.
The next moment I saw the lady falling. A bike has hit her; I expected that the youngster who rode the bike will stop. But they moved on much faster. The rice in her sack was disseminated.
She looked at me hopelessly and started to fill the sack. I asked myself “how can I help her?".
I wagged my tail and barked loudly.
9 comments:
Feel good......
Hi!!!!
Do you remember me? I see your blog sometimes. I can hardly understand what you write but understand enough.
One day I'll write my blog in English but for the moment, if you want to read my blog you can translate what I writes.
I have a translator in my blog. I hope it works for you well.
Something are written in Catalan and can not be translated.
See you soon!!
Bye!
Great!Keep on writing
I do believe you have talent for writing somewhere in your soul.
keep up the good work.
Xkortnii
ur write ups and thoughts are great..........just a right hit on the nail can take u far.........bye.all da best
luv,
akhila
you have a very interesting outlook on things. i think you could make a real go as a writer. it is fun to read the stuff you think of.
i liked this perspective :)
cool, you 've talent. keep writing..
@ mobs
thanks a lot .
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