Though the collective ideas and known faces are bleeding inside my brain, I think of only one thing i.e. "The Purpose of Life". Everyone is feeling BLANK these days, if not BLANK, they feel BLEU but why they don't find a rainbow spectrum or the white light of their dreams, of their purposes.
I am not writing because writing helps me to get into dilemma. Writing helps me to seek my questions, and I am not writing because I want to be in touch with questions for a long time. I want to be in the interrogating sections where I must intrigue with myself, I must argue myself and I must face the truth unseen and voices unheard. The vibes are always good but instincts says something else too.
I am not writing because writing helps me to get into dilemma. Writing helps me to seek my questions, and I am not writing because I want to be in touch with questions for a long time. I want to be in the interrogating sections where I must intrigue with myself, I must argue myself and I must face the truth unseen and voices unheard. The vibes are always good but instincts says something else too.
