Life is not a bed of roses, that you will be served with the colors, fragrance or what is most comfortable to you. Rather, most of the times, you will be forced to walk upon a lane raised upon thorns. […]
They will try to hold your pen, in the season of need and when, you were trying to be you. In the garden of life, saying you are one of those few, whom I trust and be true! But stop […]