red plaid.

december the month of santa is likely to be full of red and green and sparkling lights .counting days for it to be 2011,i am no more the schoolgirl of the convent ,for the last past 5 years going up the hill ,sitting on one chair and gladly opened the ears for words to take in sure will be missed.but still things at home are happening tragically,constantly sitting at one corner questioning myself why do i let all this things happening to me.when there's no light shinning through i secretly cried out of pain and anger,but no one could hear ,i was in silence.in perfect silence.the dark is grace .i felt a certain devotion to dark,to me that is what you called happiness in misery:).