Fighting in the odds of life. Looking at the present thinking of the future and fighting with past
Looking at the hierarchy of the past makes me think am I slave to it,
Yes no or may be not , still confused to sort it out.
Dilemma remains the same am I, afraid to confront it or just the fantasization of myself.
Being the migrant of the past who wants to immigrate to present so just to live present and soil the seeds of the better future….
Being the slave of the past won’t make you the master of the present,
let it go away what hurt’s your soul
release all the emotional baggage, hurts and the regrets
Remove the veil of life
Understand the past and shape up the present for better immigration to the future…