One page in one language is written in one page in another language. What happens during this? Is the translator an artist or a craftsman? Is there a difference between art and craft? I see a thin line. A very fine hair, like the line between love and hate, friends and enemies, men and women, yin and yang, one country and a second, one home to another, one page and another.
Translate your life from the original language (Myths) like an artist or a craftsman, paint it with bright colours, adorn it with music, write it with an expensive pen, mold it into a sculpture, frame it onto the wall of history.
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There is not any Enemies or Friends, They are all your Teachers,
Momy
That too:)
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