A Journey Called Life.
When somebody tells “I LOVE YOU”, you usually assume that they mean “I am now going to be a part of you, and be with you forever.” But it actually is something like “I am just going to be a part of your life; it’s totally up to you to make my part cherish-able or hate-able.” Be it your parents, your siblings, your friends, your “better half”, or for that matter, any person, he/she is NOT a part of ‘the you’ who is going to travel through different corners of life, but are just some good travel companions who take you through different lanes. Some lanes are dreamy and some may seem like hell, some may seem to be never-ending while some may be just a metre long, but long or short, good or bad, each turn is important to reach your destination and each road ends at the beginning of a new one. Now, let us assume that there are two roads; one is very shabby and dirty, with trash lying all around but clean at the ground level, and the other, which is very very beautiful and has gardens a