himanshu....my way

                                                     Sometimes it becomes strange when you have everything with you Still life looks an arduous journey and its like you have no clue I know not what to do in the situation like this by the way Is it the matter of age or time or anything else dunno exactly what to say Yes very true that Time is not measured by the years that you live But by the deeds that you do and the joy that you give Being humerous and being happy everytime  have got lot to share But my goodness!! its not all that all the times, from inner self things do not look that much fair It looks bitter but the reality is your skies are dark and the days are grey And its cuz you have got to feel as there is no one to light your way The poineering attitude keeps you perky and  kinda standalone But still I do believe but doubtful  of whether Winner stands alone?? In this materialistic world you feel something somewhere is not happening fine The soul  scream away that yes i