He is the one who sowed the seed over-looking the distress of the weed... knowing the ordinary character of mine he always tried to become my spine.... the one who lives on his own condition,he said is the one who can stand-by any situation... the trust in him was strong as ray,and i surrendered myself all the way.... day after day i was watered and build,and soon i found myself,cornered from the guild... the dream which he has ,dreamt for me was like surviving the wrath of stormy sea... i was told about the burnt of this vain,but till then, i had decided to take the pain... he realised he had planted the toughest tree who will fight until it loose all its green... i do not take pride in the green leaves,but in the strength of the baldness,he believes..... fighting,loosing and getting drained by the stack,but never ever did…

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