A tribute to a wise old gentleman who gave me this elegy with a very deep meaning, long time ago. I was very young then, he said I will understand what it meant later on, and by the time I understood it’s meaning he is long gone. I remember him with Gratitude ❤
“Full many a gem of
Purest ray serene
The dark unfathom’d caves of
Ocean bear:
Full many a flower is
Born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness
On the desert air.”
-Thomas Gray-
Deepa Nilamani 