Thoughts

A train of thoughts really runs through us.

Listening is the evening mood—the inherent voice.

You know what you want from your life. A rare beauty phenomenon that grows in its own backyard.

Relentless hope chases dreams. A fierce sense of belief in things where others wish for your presence.

Keep loving. You’re not capable of making another wonder come alive.

Talk. Make a conversation. With anyone. With you. The idea is to know oneself.

People parking cars anywhere is hooliganism. A kind of evil rooted across all sections of society. One social flaw that connects us beyond caste, color, status, and age.

A parallel quest of life is to be yourself.