I do not really know why some people actually choose to fall in love. This thing they call love makes you so childish that to an extent you could start hating your good self. Why is it that when one is not a player he finds it very difficult to locate the one who truly appreciates him for who he is?
Life today has it's own peripherals it's only in the mind of one who wants adornment that sees the beauty therein. Actually leaving the quote thing Life is simple if living is for others. You know a little living for self and the greater proportion for5 others many times irrespective of their background. Friend, the world is really a small place!
