hail .... today's entry is a bit weird .... but i shall call it my story with my blog .... my story simply goes like an old short story just like many faces we meet .... it goes like the story of the cart driver who had one son ...... someday this son passed away .... the man was so depressed .... he lost his son in one black day ... he wishd for talking to any one about it ... whenever a man asks for a ride he would just try to tell him the story hoping he would listen ... but no one actually did though he meets many faces a day .... every face carries a different story ... and every face refuses to give an ear .... they all ignored him ... some rejected offering such help ... though giving a man in his case few moments of concern could have changed his direction .... but at the end of the story he only found the cart horses to listen ... pathetic this is how it went with many of us .... but i decided not to tell my story ... just to tell YOUR story using MY vision