my incompleteness lies here, i found the new me as i approached forward. i always used to think that life is a miracle, my life is a fairy tale and I'm the fairy of that tale. smooth tender heart which used to get affected so easily.. that fairy, her miracle nd that fairytale suddenly got converted into a struggle, a struggle where i always used to fight with myself everyday, a struggle which my pillow knows when it get wetted, a struggle behind that smiling face. I'm growing everyday, someday it went good and someday i just struggle to survive, but at the end of the day i just want to thank myself for being with me when nobody is there and here in this process i came to realise miracle exist sometime in beauty and yet sometime in the struggle.. once said by someone everything will be OK in the end and if it's not okay its not the end .
© taheraa