Why does it take someone's misfortune to remind us that we are blessed? Sadist lives we lead. 

Fear and its consequences.

I have some new found respect for sportsmen and women, especially the ones that continue the sports after getting injured. I cant seem to get over my last injury, psychologically, I am scared of being hit again by the ball in my face. So, this season, I have been playing good, I freeze and watch the ball roll away.

I would really like to overcome this fear. Being hopeful. 

Attempts to talk to my life

Kuch sunne ruki
kuch bolne ruki
kuch bolo, kuch toh bolo