Sometimes life becomes as depressing as the cold winds of the evening..
Then comes the Dark Night & the night intensifies
Many do not see the dawn
Some people hold there sadness inside them for life and live and on..untill death
And for the far away the biggest writer turns them into real story
We still Love at the end of the Day....
We live by some colorful hodreams
Endless feeling
and such vagabond love stories......