Praveen Kumar stumbling through the corridor of life, i watched in amazement at what was going on!
life, it seems, is like a rubber ball caught in the ocean tossed and thrown every minute of the journey yet trying to reach the shores of safety all the time!
an independent person yet unable to think when it mattered the most, i was a zombie with a sixth sense!
standing at the dark corridor, i sought to put to an end to what was troubling me all the time!
knife in hand, i searched in vain to destroy the trouble that troubled me!
desperate to erase everything and start afresh, i jumped into the ocean only to come out wet and with even more questions!
seeking to find the answers to some of the questions i sought professional help, only to leave them confused!
like the waves in the ocean, questions and questions and more questions, just flooded the nonexistent brain!
then i realized, i am just a puppet dancing to the tunes in the workshop of life!
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