The real shots of life always hits in diversity and there images are really unexpected though we are sound enough with our mortal truth of being inconsistent.It is always a dilemma of a fact that the variance in situations are really confusing however the source are always there to analyse .
It is always about a touch of our well-being which is just like a ease of water and its recurring flow is always near to watch but it seems static always .The questions in our eyes are full of tears which splits , shrink and get dissolved with the air of our stiffness later there comes an indefinite hold which only releases when we are lost within our burden.
During the shrunk of this hole glitch we were always there to listen , hold and cry however we never tried of being another side .
It is always a matter of seconds when we think of being reluctant but we never had a grip on our vibes which is there to say ..."smile" at-least for a second .
This one smile is enough for the turmoil and it can be better if we really experience it.
