Each day, each noise I gather explodes, leaving me to death; to rest in the solace of silence & to be re-born.

I have a fantastic mirror, who ever looks into it feels lot more younger while every other lot more older.

Why doesn't my stupid brain understand that I always wanted to be you? No you; no,no..you.Hey,you! now what are you smiling at.

A person truly evolves from his own silence and one such can keep the people around him in the awe of silence.

We never know our good or bad as we loose our judgement living with them.worst part is we don't accept who we are & hence remain confused for the rest of our life.

Each day, each noise I gather explodes, leaving me to death; to rest in the solace of silence & to be re-born.

You look the conflict with your ego & i look the same conflict with thought.Your ego never gives me a second chance..we are left to suffer!