Stats And Facts

He had sneezing fit there, She was thinking of him here, He took the jug in his hands, She poured a glass of water, He drank the water in gulp, Chocked She, busted into tears, Something was connecting them. Both know something was going on somewhere, but where exactly, they had ever since been an enigma to him and her. She declared "it's over" She thought she broke up with him, thinking that she left him shattered, but check the intensity of the love. She comes every night in his dream, breaking the shackles of the society consoling him, She whispers into his ears: "love me, hold me;  cuddle me, care me;  kiss me, miss me;  do me, undo me;  I'm all yours, and you're mine,  we're inseparable" He loved by nights when she was with him, He woke up and she left him devastated. He finds himself with her, but later found it was just dream, He smiles, missing her and suddenly cried He realizes

What are you curious about right now? What frame of reference are you currently using to interpret the world? To understand what I’m asking, think about what you would notice in an outdoor plaza on a busy summer day. Would you notice the art installments? What about the strip of grass that is dead because everyone cuts across it? Would you notice the names and logos of the stores or the types of businesses that are operating? What about the people? Would you notice the homeless person on the corner? The books that people are reading? Or would your focus be trained on the clothes that people are wearing? At any given moment, the things you are curious about frame the way you see everything. If you’re starting a business, you would probably notice the businesses. If you are an aspiring artist, you would notice the art. If you love to skateboard, you would notice which rails don’t have knots on them. Life is an exam where the syllabus is unknown and question papers are not set. For t