one can never understand the meaning of life so much it unfolds , reveal every time bit by bit, sort it out in ur empty eyes, ull feel the rush of world in ur blood..
sometimes it bestows wen u are in no need, sometimes it snatches when u are in dire desire sometimes it dreams when u are in search of real reality sometimes it runs so fast that tiresome encircle ur feet sometimes it bings rainbow when black and white is ur attire sometimes it darkens circles under ur eyes, when u want to brighten up the sight!
breakings , make up the fragile person inside u,it makes u more stronger.. sometimes unsaid talks are more good than one with endings..i always remained a perfectionist, completing unfinished stories, without fearing the consequences, but with time i learnt sometimes leaving behind as it is ,more soothing than when u try to fold things ...