He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light.

/ Saturday, 3 May 2014 /

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For the first time, I felt the gravity of birthday greetings. This past week, I failed to remember my older sister and a really good friend's. If I forget even my mom's which is coming up soon as well, I am good as dead.
 
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