Just when I couldn't move any farther, things all around stopped and seemed as if the earth beneath moved and slowly dragged me down.
I couldnot think neither judge any farther.
I wish I could runaway on my Royal Enfield bullet far far away.
Life is like soft jelly which tastes sweet but if stepped upon or of sqashed it just becomes usless stuff but still sweet.
Namo Buddha
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