May 4, 2016
I observe people and try to perceive out of them. And then I realize each one of has some stories to tell. Maybe its story of their life, about their dreams, about their failure or maybe about their love. Something is there that holding them back, or maybe they are frightened to tell. Can’t figure out what but I can read them... I can read their eyes...their face...their mind...
And.... I can read their stories...
So, here I’m introducing the short stories with pictures which have been written by me.
Life is unpredictable...