When I hold it in my hands, the spice speaks to me. Its voice is like evening, like the beginning of the world. I am turmeric who rose out of the ocean of milk when the devas and asuras churned for th… lagi →
My NKnk wrote 3 years ago: When I hold it in my hands, the spice speaks to me. Its voice is like evening, like the beginning of … more →
nk wrote 3 years ago: “I fear you near, I love you far; Your flight allure me, your seeking secure me: —I suffer, bu … more →
nk wrote 4 years ago: Tadi malem baca bukunya Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven, gak begitu bagus sih, tapi … more →
nk wrote 4 years ago: once, you make me miss you then you’re gone without a word what did i do wrong? what do you in … more →
nk wrote 5 years ago: Beppo the roadsweeper says: “Sometimes, when you’ve a very long street ahead of you, you … more →