Living with an error

  Has someone ever told you about how life , the sadness and its injustice is all part of a plan. A plan? My definition of plan is – a well thought, described , decision to do things a certain way.  It seems to me that I missed the part where all of this was ever decided…

Life Sentence…

Standing in the middle of a bar, full of people. Energy is overloaded and alcohol is pouring itself within the systems. So many happy faces, so many beautiful smiles, so many joyful laughter’s but for me it all was fake. I mirrored the room from my own perspective. I scanned the eyes that were supposed…