Monday, 23 January 2012


They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Nor does it grow far.

And in its adolescence, though standing on its own wobbling trunk, it bends and intertwines. So are we thus bent and folded with that from which we fall. We come to encompass it, embrace it, and it makes us  stronger, taller. And as we wrap around that thing we call heritage, we see how we fit in the long line before us, how it holds us up, how we make it stronger, more intricate.

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