January 30, 2012 § 1 Comment
We live in the illusions of our life. We live in the illusion that everything is going all right. We fall hard on our face, still that slight smile attracts us more. Makes us forget all the sadness we bore.
We know what is right and what is wrong. Still we go on doing the wrong, hoping it’ll become right. Till that is right, goes out of our sight.
We live in the illusions of our life because we like this way. A drug, a thrill, we create the sway. Our life, our way.