Time again has gone by. Again a new set of time has arrived. We the spectators, can just sit n watch as time plays with our lives. It would make us happy, it would make us sad. N we fools, would continue getting trapped. In the end, some might feel successful, n some might feel lost. Never realizing that its only the time, which has won or lost. We are just a part of the trick.
Happy New Year.
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Thursday, January 1, 2009
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