Sometimes I often think about the tragic reality of life. Not everyone in the world gets a chance to live the life they always dreamt of. A huge tide of wave sometimes blows our plans and hopes. Sometimes it occurs as death. Maybe a death of a loved one. Crying, tearing down into pieces and losing hope.... what is the use of life you may ask.
Well... it seems interesting that sometimes our lives are not always covered with rose petals and blown out kisses. When life flows down like a river,...