Time is passing without any worth. And i am scared, it will not be back again. I am living in a world where my best friend is an Internet and i cant live without it. Yet, I don’t get all the answers i want. Some say there is no answer to all the Whys. Everything is unexpected and unwanted.
I don’t see signs of relief but unfortunate and unpleasant moments. Wanting so much, a feel of trust and a true worth. A word of comfort and respect. At least pieces that i deserve.
Never knew people are self involved, i thought they don’t bother. I am accepting the conditions offered to me, also talks and miseries; provided people start bothering for me. Very patiently i try and comprehend the facts but i am not so strong to confront them. I would have failed, had it not been my friends.
I am that child who has dropped an apple while taking it from the God’s hand and has stood up again like a phoenix, to achieve it back. I am hoping, there are no WHYs this time. I am hoping, let the best apple be there..somewhere..getting cultivated in the God’s farm. And who knows, when the time stands still and my turn arrives, i get the best one. From the hands of God. From the fields of gold.