"~~indisguise professional colleague;) enjoyed watching the burnt caramel and purple merged with horizon ,a beautiful view of magnificient river with u . as usual yo last piece pani man paryo.. " Ruina, : ) It was a pleasure. Or better still - lovely. Hehehe ; ) Pragmatically speaking, burnt caramel and purple only seem to merge in the distance, but do not really. Horizon therefore is a myth, an illusion. A chimera - it is, does seem real though. But what did these protagonists know? They were just at the mercy of our fingers, and fancy that we fashioned in our minds that poured in to the naked pages in sajha. But river did look wonderful though. Always flowing; serene! Illusion or otherwise, I am just glad that the feeling was mutual, I must say. As much as I wish we could, there is no way we can enjoy watching it together. I just hope we can watch the exact mystical views, albeit separately. Now, with this, if you would allow me, I might as well steer the yarn off the cliff! You have given an apt touch with a wonderful poem. I hope I can justify that with some fitting finale. -------------------------------------------------------------- Fuchu, Aba kurnai naparne banai dinchu ma. Hahahaha. It was not masterpiece, but it was masterly, bhanam ki. LOL. Haha. I doubt ruina would hit the century. I will try to keep on watching though. From a feeble batswoman, if I am not mistaken, she undoubtedly became a lady tendulkar. Shall I as well say, Ruindulkar? Hahaha. The way she keeps hitting sixes and fours. LOL If only she would not lose her wicket while closing in on the three digits. Ah well! Hahahaha :p I hope you are doing fine. Regards, IndisGuise :)