The tide receds but leaves behind bright sea shells onthe sand
The sun goes down but gentle warmth lingers on the land
The music stops and yet it echoes on in sweet refrains.
For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.
Hello Doctor Shamim Saheb,
Arabs have big hearts. You also have a big heart.
Amongst the buy and sell, give and take, your messages are like gentle cool breeze.
Thanx,
Truly,
mitava
