Every single day I realize that life isn't easy. The myths of childhood are rectified every day.

A hurricane destroys the fairy tale land that used to exist in my imagination. In the end a dark reality is always grinning.

I've seen people go through a lot in life. It is kinda tragic. But there is a certain thing that I've noticed. The outcome that is left behind.

Bad times leave you with a divine energy. The ego is curbed, shaped and humbleness is attained.

In the end, it's the fire that gives the luster. Therefore, bad days are good days in disguise.

When the storm moves away, the patterns will be formed and a beautiful picture will be complete.

Yep.

Dedicated to a dear one.