In My solitude..

U get broken.. a beautiful love blossoms ... it heals all ur damn wounds and pains away.. You go on living a beautiful ever after..
well this book isn't what the cinemas show.. that stuff is lie at its height..

The thins in cinemas might impress u.. but reality...
Reality is a way different story.,
reality hurts..
it leaves u scarred..
it leaves u with permanent insecurities..
it makes u unable to be the beautiful person once u Were..

when a soul, weighed deep down by tragedies, when it has to fake smile, hiding all the welling tears up..

when it has to speak what they call as politeness though what the poor soul feel is to shout out its emotions.,

the only way to keep that broken soul sane is to spill out all the fucked up emotions is by words..

so join the ride to know what really reality does to a person..