I don't comprehend why everytime my life appears to be in good shape......there is alwayz 'woe' knocking on my door....forcing me to once again sadden my soul....compelling me towards grief once again.This isn't something unusual coz it happens to everybody and that is a part of life.But everytime this thing happens and I stand at the ingression with the door wide open I'm always surprised to see that 'Woe' has brought his companions along with it.They rush in with joy.....which is a factor I long for in those dubious moments where I stand dazed checking myself out........... brooding over the plight I'm put in.....How was I few moments ere ? How I am forced to metamorphose in a blink ? How fickle life is ???
There is hardly anything I can do in such a situation except to pretend -"I'm as normal as I was the day before". This grief then shatters my soul .......They party out at my place and I'm annihilated......I find myself perished eventually .......!!!!
Y does that happen to me ??? Does that happen to everyone ?? Do they feel the same way when grief comes in unannounced ?? I ponder over this fact and all I can gain is exactly 'nothing'......I come up with exactly no solution.....I'm still impelled towards the door .....it could be anybody afterall......!!!!!
