Have you ever tried telling the uncomfortable things that you face to your loved and trusted ones. I do because I know they will help me out. But some people think they will laugh, they will comment, they will shout at you. But you cannot cross the uncomfortable situations alone. Those loved ones are the people who will support you and tell you honestly where you went wrong. With the people you trust sometimes, these tough situations become bit easier... Don't be scared to tell your uncomfortable situations to your family, parents, brother, sister or friends. They never judge you. You will get the help you need but when you have the guts open yourself....
*Read Caption* I wish my depth of words scream a lot, i wish my words make people smile, i wish my words give a worthy cry. I took a lot of time to set up this one, it might look a very little but drained lot of my emotions. There was so much going through my mind in last few days.. I saw a broken clock and i smiled the time was stopped for it but in real my watch was showing different and i realized my past is always give me illustrations of ifs which would worked out if i do that or not this. I went to buy the battery and while bringing it my eyes were shining for a hope that my actions will be going to be great and that moment I realize, am in the moment which is truly admiring environment and life... That's my present a beautiful block of moments which admire to be better every other second and all I could crave to make my watch correct again and that's how everyday I crave my future to be my deep desire box of uncertain gifts.
But on making clock work, a beautiful site comes in from the nt of my eyes that blown the cycle of time that includes present, past and future. But it's my smile become larger and larger because i know i will try everyday to save my past, running for my future and appreciating my present.
Sorry to be so much layering but i always love the depth that brings something different to table... I never and wil not focus on something which is irrelevant.
The importance of times is so much that we only learn in the process.