The beautiful of all holidays are those kept by ourselves in silence and
apart;the sudden joys that out of darkness start.The tide rises,the tide
falls.The twilight darkens,the curlew calls.

Life's but a choice of how,when you want to spent it !!!
Every wrong doing gives a lesson to move forward and re-correct it.

Remember how those group trips were planned and as days drew near people kept
chucking and finally you had to call it off because you are the only one left? How you used to
plan for a day out with your friends in campus at the end of the semester and come then you
find you only have the fare you were sent and you just have to go home? " We'll do this next
semester." It went on and on until you completed campus without it happening? Yeah, sucks
right? Well, this is my dream holiday.