Life cannot be described in words,
But still if we describe in words it might sound like different kinds of hypocrisy, human desires and sometimes without any rational grounds.
Some days it is more satisfying to live alone as we're aware that even that crowd can not accompany us ,
Because we know the deprivation of love and care we felt whole life cannot be replaced by crowd,
As the loophole of the destroyed childhood always followed us as nightmare or loneliness.
Somedays we're being loved but still that love becomes suffocation and we repeatedly search for the solitude.
Somedays when it is lonely and we feel weak we expect company.
Life isn't stuck at the point of solitude or company, urge to being loved or to just fade away.
The definition of life is like an earthling's feeling with circumstances.
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