"Suddenly, questions arise in my mind. Curses that have been given to show wisdom,Is it necessary to revolve around innocents? Once termed a trailor,Can they ever be free from the fake, rumoured tag? But then the wind carrying the answers sought my attention. Even in such chaos,people and their problems in life The melody of nature calms the mess inside. So, there's a chance to live again? And a way to prove oneself? Then I will be alone with the righteous view. And someone with my own written happy ending. ©Bhoomika Roy "