It’s a round world, a strong heart given to a stronger lady who wasn’t worth it. Kept innocence almost offered to a secretive soul and loyalty offered to a uncertain lady. A mystery before the beholder. A world full of surprises, years slashed, hearts broken, pieces picked and yet it never mastered that ‘past was…

Love comes to willing. Stays only to the patient. And chooses to disappoint those who expect much from it. The reality will always be “Men always want to be a woman’s first love – women like to be a man’s last romance.” It might pain less to be disappointed especially to many but to the few who know the taste…

It feels bad when people loose focus especially in love life. People can’t even tell what kind of a guy or a lady they love. This makes people end up in being heartbroken because of the wrong path.