A job, innumerable trips tothe mountains and life is general have overshadowed my quilling endeavours like never before. I am a flustered heap of reports, deadlines, backpacks, journeys and incidents. And then, just when the layers of dust on the paper were becoming obscenely thick, Nive sent me this:
You know she needn't have gone through all the trouble. But did. From being the only ones who read each others' writing (in those faraway days of school) to regular bloggers (complete with jobs, poetry, the works) we have come a long way.
Thank you so much Niv!! I'd trade nothing for the feeling I got when I opened that courier. So here I am, the proud owner of some amazing strips (in all kinds of delicious colours imaginable) and a very happy smile. Yoohoo!!
