Despite my strong belief of meeting you
I have a fear dormant in my mind.
That fear sometimes spreads its tentacles and gobbles me like an octopus does to its prey.
I fight, struggle hard to release myself from its clutch.
It's like a battle between the devil and the god, between joys and sorrows.
And in this tussle, sometimes the devil wins, sometimes the god overpowers him.
I am in a boat sailing on a sea crashing against the waves.
So to calm the viscitudes of fear, I have devised a plan.
What if, I told you all my secrets...the...