From ANNE OF AVONLEA by Lucy Maud Montgomery

Perhaps, afterall, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare, likea gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one's side like anold friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself inseeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flungathwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music, perhaps. . .perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship,as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.

Neat or wot!

have a great week, people!

Ciao,

P.S: Books, books everywhere. and no time to buy! Theres the Annual STRAND book sale as also, The 4th Mumbai International Book Fair as part of the Mumbai Fest. But, am a hundred and 87 kms. away and can only stare at the titles on tis thing called a PC!

P.P.S: An Original 'The weekend's here' SMS: Read on!

The train arrived at Platform No. 1 is the long weekend train to 2 days of eat and sleep, eat and rest, read and watch TV, laze and watch the world go by! Have a wonderful journey! :)

P.P.P.S: Had been to Esselworld over the weekend, wid a bunch of teens. The oldest was 19! Made me feel positively jurassic! Lol Warrum, Gott, Warrum? A la Joey from F*R*I*E*N*D*S