My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil — Debasish Mridha
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My thoughts and imaginations are little seeds. I want them to grow tall and strong like a tree. I plant them in the soil of paper and let them grow to shade and support the world with beauty, love, joy.

— Debasish Mridha
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