Life is just a paper boat...

Life is just a paper boat in the river, as long water flows, it keeps on going, till the water fall comes and it goes away deep in water’s coffer. Thoughts come, and go. Sometimes one shows a new world to you, a world of special feelings, a view of happiness, and many things you can never see alone. It depends how much you mix yourself in people, how much you tend to understand things going on, sometimes there is no one to understand you and you get hurt of your own feelings, until someone different emerges in your life. In these frustrated moments your heart is ready to accept anyone who is sweet to you without thinking about the future or the scenes behind the curtain, but soon you get to know things you never wanted to know, and again all you get, is pain. Most of the times it’s too late to go back when you really realize that you’re with a wrong person. Either you don’t want to think wrong about your beloved ones or either your love is just too blind to recognize the real face. There is one thing I’ve believe on, whatever you do, however you do, right or wrong, stay confident about it, because whatever you do is for your own good, no shadows and no reflections. It’s hard to find honesty these days. Do as much good you can for this world but there is no way you can ever get anything back, whenever you do something don’t think you’ll get something back, because there is nothing this world can ever give you, they cannot even give you respect which you deserve, not even the honor to which you stand by. You do infinite, you help a lot, and all you seek is a word of respect. There will be a list of questions I’ve to answer one day, there would be records of sins and deeds. There would be a reward or punishment. This world is just a chance to win, I’m struggling everyday and every night as much I can, but still there is no sign of success anywhere. May be I’m just lost in the dark or on the wrong highway, no light, no hopes. Smokes and ashes, betrayals and aches, defacing and trailing, its different everyday – I cannot control myself, these scars are deep, not just on my heart, but everywhere I touch. There is time but yet no time. It’s me who get hurt every moment not just these people around me.