Sometimes good things fall apart. How hard one try not to fall , how hard one try not to collapse, how hard are the things we want not to break, but atlast everything does fall to take a leap of faith in one’s hand, then build a masterpiece, just like how the earth was created. It’s meant to be hard , so hard that the cosmos itself feel bound before it. All things were young at first the rage within us define us made us what we are now, and moving ahead by pushing ourself is the leap of faith where one can creat a masterpiece.
Only then one can earn the pride the love the comrades beside us and within us is all one can want and have.
Searching for ourselves is the toughest journy for the life time,life is what happen in between , the memories we made the path we choose to walk the way one speak is the divine.
Sometimes the dark inside of ous blind our vision, make us feel we are worse , good for nothing . That’s where the fight began the path we choose and walk define ourselves some good to great and some bad to worse . No matter what we choose we feel alive . O eself feel alive that’s all it matters.
“living a live and living a life to the fullest define one.”. – Amlan Biswas
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