The limited opportunity!

There are only so many of us born at a time… and we are thrown into the world to find each other… to find the other ones whom you can tell your half baked dreams…And who still don’t think you are strange… and who understand your jokes, and understand insecure vulnerability you feel when you wake up… And we have so little time to go out there, in the huge sea of people and find each other… Find those who understand your smile, your way of talks… and who still don’t think you are strange… equipped with so little in this endeavor , we have to find those who understand…understand your words… And your silence…and your confusions…and we are thrown out there to find each other… To find those who understand your sinful thoughts… And those who want to know what you think of in solitude… And understand your laughter… And the tears you shed, and those you don’t shed…

There are so many of us born at a time and we only have so long to find each other before we die.

But we have to try…