Our hearts are like houses..
Each room has a secret..
Each room is locked..
It's safe when you're the only one that has the keys...
But when someone else has a spare...
You could get robbed any second...
Tuesday, 22 December 2009
Lock the door on your way out...
Posted by Hanan at 20:19 0 comments
Labels: feeling secretive
Friday, 18 December 2009
Among the clouds
My youngest siblings are new to the world of traveling abroad..
They went into a fit of hysterics when they saw my dad in a casual array of jeans and a t-shirt instead of his usual white thobe..
A group of cousins are playing tag in the isles of the plane.. one of them has strep throat and is prevented from playing along by his mother.. he glances at them with wistful eyes..
I am in the middle of studying a "calculus" lecture when it dawned on me..
I may be the first to ever study periodontics in the sky!
Posted by Hanan at 19:46 0 comments
Labels: on the plane heading to malaysia
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