We were crazy.We were strange.We were different,diffrent from all.We were that much complete together as much we were incomplete alone.We were no more on this earth.We lived in a different world.We flew in the sky,walked on the clouds!We were talking to the clouds! We broke all rules,all bonds of time !We were free.We cared for nothing,for no one! We had created a world of us,our own world..the world of hopes & dreams!
But whats's for a dream !It leaves you the very moment you open your eyes..
but some day,some day..a phoenix will surely arise !
"For me, I touched a thought, I know,
Has tantalized me many times,
(Like turns of thread the spiders throw
Mocking across our path) for rhymes
To catch at and let go.."
Last Four Lines from 'Two In The Campagna'
-by Robert Browning
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