It's been a year since my first visit to Yemen. I got pregnant, delivered a baby girl etc but the image of this little boy who sells eggs in the outskirts of Yemen has stayed on my mind for very very long. It would'nt be an exageration if i said i think of this little boy everyday. I don't know why - perhaps there's some connection beyond the comprehensible mind.
perhaps it's his piercing eyes?
I had to start my reblogging paying tribute to this little one who has touched my heart with his innocence.
God bless him and his friends.....
