Thursday, October 23, 2014

The Invisible Ink

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July, August, and September were eventful. So much so, at the end of the day, instead of a blog post, I chose to unwind with a cup of herbal tea, a good book, as well as a conversation with Kamal and Khalish. October now. Life is still eventful, but I conclude that life is also beautiful. Too beautiful, it must be documented.

My words and photos may not do justice to the experiences from the past months. Nonetheless, I believe that such a sentiment will disappear once the whole post is completed. A mere story, shared with all of one's heart, becomes a wonderful story, eh.

"The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink  and clamouring to become visible." - Vladimir Nabokov