The office was quiet except for the whirring sound of the
air conditioner. Bent over papers and poring over figures, my attention was riveted to the shrieks piercing the silence. The screams were getting louder as the children neared the playground. It was such a cheerful sound! I couldn’t help it. I burst into a pleased smile. Read the rest of this entry »
Through the Eyes of a Child
Inspirational Thoughts: Spotless
Oh the clutter! I see clutter here, clutter there. They are just bits and pieces of things accumulated every day. But suddenly, it seems you now have a bundle of mess. Groan. Well, to me it is a mess because the room has become a tiny ‘department store’.













