brush with past

Someone visited Pilani and has sent pictures. I can almost smell pilani in the air around me. I am flooded with pictures,faces,images from my past. It is such a rush... I can close my eyes and hear voices around me, calling me from times long gone by. So vivid, clear and calming. It feels like a home coming. An experience that has changed my life forever. A picture is not worth just a thousand words, a picture is an experience.