Nov 2014
Step by step we move forward
Whispers crowd the atmosphere
With fire in our hands
and hearts torn apart
we keep looking ahead
we walk under the stars,
while you are somewhere beyond.
Whispers crowd the atmosphere
With fire in our hands
and hearts torn apart
we keep looking ahead
we walk under the stars,
while you are somewhere beyond.
Took part in this silent candle march last Friday for Shaan, a boy who died out of sickness mainly due to the negligence of the hostel where he studied.
