Why don't things turn out the way we want them to be?
Why can't dreams come true without paying price for dreaming?
Why can't lovers love freely without a set of rules?
Why can't love be just a feeling without being a duty?
Why can't children fly high to reach their own little world?
Why do they have to grow up with clipped wings to become a person who has a body but no heart?
Why can't we think there is only one Supreme?
and try to seek the divine power into the soul beside us, instead of looking inside the walls of illusions?
Why can't little girls be cared and nurtured like little flowers and not tearing their innocent souls apart for inhuman pleasures?
Why can't borders be just lines and not separators of homes and families?
Why can't flowers bloom into battlefields?
Why can't such questions have answers which we ask everyday, can you tell me why do we have to ask them anyway?