It was a natural process, because when we go to the ring we are human beings, but once you feel the punches and the competition that&#39;s when the beast comes out and takes hold of us.

A large drop of sun lingered on the horizon and then dripped over and was gone, and the sky was brilliant over the spot where it had gone, and a torn cloud, like a bloody rag, hung over the spot of its going. And dusk crept over the sky from the eastern horizon, and darkness crept over the land from the east.

Remember the last time you greeted and remember their response to it....

Written By Sarah Siddiqui. S

About us

Featured posts

Featured Topics

Quick Links