"One more"
i exclaimed loudly in my mind detaching another paper from my notepad.
it was fifth time when the thing i wrote something but tore it in to pieces, it was the tired mind or lousy feeling that was stopping the lines i want to plot on the piece of paper, i had no idea in my mind.
Research says "Every engineer turns in to a philosopher after 11 p.m " and just like the attractive offers these days, this line too come with a tag " *Conditions Apply "
To give a "Hence proved" symbol to this research i took my notepad and a mighty pen to start plotting the field on the paper but it turned out to be making a record of who many papers one can tore in to pieces in one day.
And When i was just about to give a another try, my colorful room took away the colors from my eyes painting the dark black color in my eyes,
No i didn't became blind but it's just the lights went off, Leaving behind the darkness around me but all i could see was the door of my room with it's glowing borders divulging lights have gone just around here, as soon as i triggered the light in my phone to kill the darkness in my room, it simultaneously triggered the questions in my mind.
Where am i?
Is this the door that we all look for ?
Is this the darkness we all live in ?
Answers are just behind that door, but the path to the door is full of darkness blocking your way to reach that door, holding you back, planting some more doubts in your mind, All you need to trigger that light inside your soul to kill the blocks on your way, to fill the colors in that black picture again, to reach to the door to light.
Sooner or later everybody conquers the darkness around them and enters the door of light knowing the answers to the questions growing in their mind, till then keep triggering the light on your path to the door.
Well I am still on my way to unlock the mystery that why the lights went off in my room only,
Wait did i just gave the "Hence Proved" tag i mentioned above ?
i exclaimed loudly in my mind detaching another paper from my notepad.
it was fifth time when the thing i wrote something but tore it in to pieces, it was the tired mind or lousy feeling that was stopping the lines i want to plot on the piece of paper, i had no idea in my mind.
Research says "Every engineer turns in to a philosopher after 11 p.m " and just like the attractive offers these days, this line too come with a tag " *Conditions Apply "
To give a "Hence proved" symbol to this research i took my notepad and a mighty pen to start plotting the field on the paper but it turned out to be making a record of who many papers one can tore in to pieces in one day.
And When i was just about to give a another try, my colorful room took away the colors from my eyes painting the dark black color in my eyes,
No i didn't became blind but it's just the lights went off, Leaving behind the darkness around me but all i could see was the door of my room with it's glowing borders divulging lights have gone just around here, as soon as i triggered the light in my phone to kill the darkness in my room, it simultaneously triggered the questions in my mind.
Where am i?
Is this the door that we all look for ?
Is this the darkness we all live in ?
Answers are just behind that door, but the path to the door is full of darkness blocking your way to reach that door, holding you back, planting some more doubts in your mind, All you need to trigger that light inside your soul to kill the blocks on your way, to fill the colors in that black picture again, to reach to the door to light.
Sooner or later everybody conquers the darkness around them and enters the door of light knowing the answers to the questions growing in their mind, till then keep triggering the light on your path to the door.
Well I am still on my way to unlock the mystery that why the lights went off in my room only,
Wait did i just gave the "Hence Proved" tag i mentioned above ?
