I dont know why people keep staring at me..in spite of their so called very busy lives, I find them staring at me for hours. In the age of slender curves I wonder what they find attractive in my flat demeanor. My predecessor had a curve to its credit , but me..I am all about perfect straight geometric ages.
I am the object of attraction of everyone..old and young. Whenever I feel that I've settled in a phase, into a single world ; there is a change of heart & with a swish i am forced to speak in a new world with completely new sentiments.
People are devising novel ways to increase my attractive quotient, depicting peoples' emotions to affect people themselves. Maybe that is what attracts people to me , they have an opportunity to experience all the flavors of life and maybe find there heroes and heroines in them..to the extent that they fight with each other to control me..
I pity my life , i actually do but what will I then say about the people who value me above reality.
ek duniya dibbe ke ander
kab ho gayi wo jeewan se sunder
kab ho gayi wo jeewan se sunder