Oftentimes I asked myself, is this life really has to be unfair? Questions seemed to be left unanswered.
Feelings have to be deserted and kept. As you seek to find answers,
it tends to find its ways just leave much more complicated things to ponder upon.
How could be life be so cruel and unjust.
You can’t even catch upon permanent running of chariot of change. You can’t even race through dashes of sprints.
Why can’t it be just like coffee and cream that blends just like the way you want it to be?For life is created in a world where the mystery of change remains to be left undiscovered and even unspoken.