I can’t remember for the first time when I was in love…
Through this journey till date I asked many times to myself about the meaning of love...
When ever I get alone I miss something in depth of my life. I feel the pain of being alone... I feel some one missing…
I look back to the past and realized its not the first time I am feeling such pain…
The path till now is full of stories and memories…
Why can’t I forget all…? I don’t know why I remember each &every part of my life… each &every moment… it gets in to my mind when ever I am alone...
Every time I feel as if I am going away from everything... as if everything is going away from my life... Leaving me alone...
Everyone run behind time... But I always capture the time for a halt... I missed out everyone but the time remains with me…
I don’t want to run behind life... There are lots of lives struggling behind... I want to keep them alive
Love for me is …the beautiful smile that comes from the heart… the richness of life that comes from the soul… the fragrance of freshness that comes from the mind… the presence of faith that comes from belief…
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