Tin boxes

We breath the air from the open,

and crave for the waves of the ocean,
We love the birds who fly,

We still live in tin boxes each day passing by.
We fear the wild in the forest,

Ant think birds have weaker nests,

Even though we know its not the safest,

We still live in tin boxes.
We have lost the idea of freedom,

And closed our eyes of fear,

With all our near and dear,

We still live in tin boxes.

 

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Welcoming spring!

Being an Indian its sometimes a bit difficult to understand the happiness you get from seeing a sunny day :). But when you have been in a country like New Zealand for a while you start to enjoy the days with the sun out with all its glory after a long cold rainy winter.

This is one of those days!

Sunny day with blue sky

Sunny day with blue sky – 28 September 2015