innocent confession…

Well…why does it seem difficult to grow up?? Every year we have another b’day regrettingly blow one more candle feeling that its beginning of the end of our live…and then being witty n wise try to hold on the world…in the race of life one rides blind and dumb horse who is running n running ain’t listening to the person inside who has been confiscated inside since his age of maturity…what we see is to reach on the top..and having the many labels of winner n winner despite of bein happy we need more ..its kind of amazing that one being aware that he will fall from this blind horse he still doesn’t care the things around him a wish that is fatal but never ending compel him to forget to smile , to care, to love and to live……!!! I feel am so young to ride on this horse …and until am ALIVE I refuse to ride such horse …!!

Life’s Tragedy is that we get old to soon and wise too late.
Benjamin Franklin

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