I cant describe how i feel when i think about being us nowadays. Its almost like looking for the color of the flowing water. Its somewhere there, i know it is.. but again there is nothing when you look for it.

& sometimes its the light of the dawn penetrating the resilient clouds of the dark sky. You know it will bring the morning even if you are sleeping or you die & dont wait to see it again.

At times its like the unfathomable tentativeness of our hearts. It will respond to the softest nudge & yet it wont forgo the impossibly heaviest
emotions preserved in a remote corner somewhere inside it.