Can flashbacks be so powerful to bring easily the painful era of one's life?
Can I be able to discover why flashbacks of happy time never embrace me?
May be I came so far from those moments which I treasured to get enlighten.
Now only left is the dead,pale and shattered pieces of my own thoughts which I want much to give a new meaning. The only day I'm waiting for when I will be nowhere in this Universe,when I will be an invisible soul around You, where I will be noticing You but You cannot,where I will be able to feel the touch of yours but You will not able to do forever.

I will be the happiest lady when I will be turning to a book and You will be reading the first page of it and the page itself will make You interpret that there once lived a lady with an ordinary outlook who wants to perceive the images around her with intense love and care,how she preserved the intimacy and has the fear to loose....