Happy the man,and happy he alone,
He,who can call today his own;
He who,secure within,can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst,for I have lived today.
This is a near-duplicate. I feel guilty for ruining my grandfather’s camera. I would actually sleep with it!
Sorry, no photos were allowed inside.
If you can’t set your words to music, you probably shouldn’t say it.
India was never really a jazz land. Still, it’s heartening to know that there were enthusiasts around.
The travel couldn’t have been any worse.
The news at the end of the day couldn’t have been any better.
All’s well that ends well!
Just for kicks!