Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Hearts n Roses

A single rose, my memories.
A little rose, made of clay, a box of which I had bought on a whim, for childhood's sake. The most perfect rose and two loving hearts.

3 comments:

ಚಿತ್ರಾ ಕರ್ಕೇರಾ said...

So Sweet....
-chitra

Manjunath Kiran said...

In time... the the rose withered away and the heart hardned, the soft clay that was can no longer be remoulded!!! :-)

Deepa said...

Thank you.