when in life all the things are in place
then life enquires how and why
there is no zeal or passion
no scope of a confusion or calculation
it seems unusual but can we really defy…?
its ironic when we say we abhor struggle
the underlying fact embodies that
we mesmerize dubiety and patronize escapade
we cherish our pursuit for the goal and hardly the goal alone.
the whole chase grooms us into what we are valued for afterwards …
So when in life things are not in place
just feel that we are the luckiest ones..
in fact the chosen ones…
cause the coming days in our life would be full of color and different shades both in and out
so its not a fallacy when all say in unison
beauty, adventure, atrocity, anguish, pain ,hope, exuberance and then triumph is what life is all about.
