Craziness in me


Madraasi - a tamilian tales


There are few (countables), who had driven me crazy and still some driving me crazy, pulling out my way. Sometimes this makes me feel happy, sometimes fear (wanting to last forever), sometimes stupid (knowing that it’s not permanent – nothing stays with me except me and my memories), sometimes try to get rid of this but I fail. Get confused many times and tried to stay away with people, but from this fraction of second onwards trying to enjoy everything what happens with a smile on my face and guts in my heart.  If something tends to stay with us, it will and if it never, it will not.

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