My dream is at it's best when I am waken up.
Why?
Whenever I step out to enjoy the rains, it's bright and sunny.
Why?
The old man looks at me and smiles while I try to avoid him.
Why?
The time I spend on writing silly thoughts can't be substituted.
Why?
I end up spending more than needed - though I know it may not be prudent.
Why?
When I am so much wanting to be in business, I am still working for someone else.
Why?
I yearn to have tea when there's only coffee available.
Why?
South Indian food tastes better in the gulf.
Why?
Lots of questions, many unanswered.
Why?
So many thoughts, so few words.
Why?
An apple, an orange, a mango, a guava.
Why?
So much confusion, unavoidable.
Why?
