As you grow older in life, a version of you shall arise. Custom made for the world, as lines of hypocrisy blurs. The silent shall incessantly talk, the unstoppable shall now stop. Molded to be not what you are, Different, yet with results above par. But then one day so shall come, questions from a […]
Who gave me the first promise and what did that promise take?
This world has two types of difficult people. Ones who are difficult because there is some manipulative or egocentric gain in being so and the ones who are born difficult. The ramblings that you shall read from here-on are the about the ones who are born difficult.