FLOW.

I hysterically look around. I find myself in a new bubble. Dissimilar Surroundings, Unfamiliar faces. I whirl & turn, Search & find, I look for someone, with a similar mind. Nobody seems to care, nobody seems to wait, I want to get over this disturbance, this feeling of being Misplaced.

He often held a smile, he has been missing for awhile. He still seems to be around, his soul lies just here. Cheering & delighting, he had this childlike glee, I need to find him somehow, for he is the laughter of the spree.

For every plush merchant who moves on his hi-tech car, there is a farmer who plows his field in the scotching heat. For hours wasted whiling under the shower, there is a laborer who relentlessly walks for a bucket of water. For every MBBS seat bought my a rich dad's failure kid, there is an infant's father, who impeccably gathers pennies for his child's primary education. For tonnes of food wasted at a prince's wedding, there is a family who prays for a filling meal the next day. Your life is as simple as you make it. Be grateful. Praise the Lord for whatever little you have. For your little, is much for the many.    

You are blessed, if you have a friend, who helps you replace old memories, with new, better ones. 
Mumtaz ♥

Mature enough to know, it wont last forever, immature enough to nurture a hope that it will 

 Don't demand security. If you love someone, let them go, because that's got to be the bravest thing you'll probably ever do.