Once life was simply simple. When this simple life wants to get compound with another simple life, it becomes complex to some extent. Universe has scribbled this chapter of the grammar book of life.
Like the kite flying and dancing with the Chopin, suddenly, wants to get closer to another kite and starts talking. Then the complexity starts and one has to quit the sky. It has to come to the ground and then again starts to dream of flying.
Some people are born alone. They get acquainted with many, become close with few, get intimate with someone, but at the sunset only solitude hugs them. Yes, that is not bad. That is different anyway.
Their feelings get someone who is not worth for them, or someone who is so good and elevated for them, or the person who is just like them, the soulmate, but universal conspiracy can not make them stay together.
They love the person who doesn't love them like the way they do.
Oh yes, they get someone's undivided love that they don't realise maybe.
So, life can be sarcastic well to us, isn't it?
If you want to walk fast, walk alone.
ReplyDeleteIf you want to walk far, walk together.
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