Meet me Underneath the Oklahoma sky
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Oh wow!!!
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Blimey!! That is a lovey view…
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Huh! This is cool. I shall keep this in mind! I love this stuff. This is exactly the kind of wisdom that our ancestors had, and is disappearing.
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You should write this down. Serious. The stories of the old are easily forgotten. So, here is a story for you. Several years back, my sisters and I had urged my father to write his autobiography. We thought it would be nice to know the life of a person in the early days in Undivided India, before India was partitioned into India and Pakistan. He started, then stopped. Earlier this year, I agreed with him that he and I would go for coffee once a week. He would talk and I would write. Then, he died. So that little bit of history died. Now, when I go to the Walled City, I talk to the people. I sit on the kerb with them and talk with them. His death changed my street photography.
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Beautiful!!
We are still cloudy or rainy day.
Thank you for your sharing this beautiful scene!!
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