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In between if it's a journey or not we may found ourselves wondering... for life maybe a journey when the time is a road and while moments are our steps. There's no going backward. we can only revisit moments through memory. Even then, we can't capture the essence of a moment. Once it has passed, it's never going to return to it's true self. SO, Live in the moments... Watch the signs that they bring and learn the lessons they teach. People who fail to see and comprehend the depth of a moment are blind to the only thing that makes life worth living. from the other hand life maybe It's a journey made of moments at all for we don't know them when they happen, but they remain in our memories and become a part of us. yet through time you will discover that the major role in it, is to keep your secrets to yourself; for the person you trust has someone he trust, and the chain continues.
Books after books are written on this subject, No one has advanced any particular reason to reject.
It has such a tremendous driving force to sweep, You will be left with joy and later on only to weep.
Such nice feeling from bottom of the heart, No one knows exactly when it will end or start
It can not be marketed all over for certain price, It is so precious and its feeling isn't always very nice.
One may be counting starts in night, No one may know exactly what is right..?
It is to be felt from within and alone, It has its own joy to be enjoyed by two not only one.
Have you seen person weeping with joy..!
It is delicate phase one may pass through, All lies around and nothing seems to him true
Only one word should strike to her mind all the way, “I long for you and can not remain away” It is nice to feel all the way very good, No care for anybody and neglecting the food.
It is like child asking for impossible, Landing in unexplored field with trouble
You may rightly attempt to write poetic verses, Tearing papers, writing all over and near misses
Nothing goes right from the beginning, It has disastrous start with the innings
One may try to hide the face but can not cry in open, Try to prove point by painting gloomy side with pen.
Then also if no way is found out, taking his old car going for long drive.. just to thinking all the positively how to come out of it and survive, for as much as life pushed him down.. he became an addicted for hope.
