We grow... we think..
Think without sleep...
To know the answer to the
Questions that will never have an answer..
We can't say what is joy..
For , as someone said,
“Anything that is achieved loses its charm”
We cry for having pain,
but thats not a pain..
We can't understand the real pain..
For we will be tear less for the real pain..
Life is a confusion..
An illusion for short periods..
It gives glimpses of everything..
Nothing stays long..
Days will pass..
Still We think...We laugh..
And we live..