Something magical about pouring YOUR heart. Being Rebellion is not piercing ur body parts against ur parents wish but believing and doing the right things which you believe in even when nobody else did . Here is nice article which says we make up the society and we are bound to certain norms which we cannot completely ignore. Originally posted on A Veil Of Innocence. Now here is a things which I observed which .

Its all about finding the calm in chaos. My mind wanders sometimes,. To the beauties, my naked eye,. Fails to notice many a times. The green, blue hues of the dawn,. Strangely replaced by haze and smog,. The rhythmic sounds of the earth,. Whole by shadows, no mirth. With curved lips and sad eyes,. Souls and greens so intertwined,. Broken branches, the leaves, they only die. Pitter patter, the rain no longer showers,.