i dont knw is there any thing left for my pen..but today its stops in u..only it stucks..in the sound "u"..again and again..smtimes u mean me.. my everything..and but smtimes no one..just like a stranger..but what will u name me?but wht ever the the name..the word itself depict the foreseen separation..what ever now it is the word stranger is labeled on my forhead for u..a feeling which wil not let me be close to u ..or away...how much in deapth i want or not...im the phenomena exists with or without the permission of the nature which cover the unwanted reality and morality of the world in front of our eyes...
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