Ten years have passed and stars don’t twinkle behind clouds of prediction. I am a believer of stability and comfort, still I want love with depth, spontaneity—attitude. I want love after the sunrise, because deceivingly, it is in the daylight that most of us are alone, working, driving, and planning for the next day.



Habitual natures soothe the restless mind but starve a hungry heart, hearts and minds whose interactions are as heated and delicate as a January flame.



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