Times running...

Just past midnight now n I'm so engross with my writing just now.What a life! Seems too fast..left everythi'n behind..once u engulf urself into work, thrown into a jumble of forge...nothing matters xcept for the perfection that awaits. Sometimes life looks so unreal to someone who had plunge into a spring of cool water.Too many obligations! Nevertheless, work is a responsibility that u had to burden with isn't it? Like a social force that binds you to the courses of action . "every right implies a responsibility; every opportunity, an obligation; every possession, a duty" It's me that keep on floating...as now I'm what I am! Wish everybody okay n gud luck for whatever post ur're abide by...Just take care!

Love in a Life Room after room, I hunt the house through We inhabit together. Heart, fear nothing, for, heart, thou shalt find her, Next time, herself!—not the trouble behind her Left in the curtain, the couch's perfume! As she brushed it, the cornice-wreath blossomed anew,— Yon looking-glass gleamed at the wave of her feather. Yet the day wears, And door succeeds door; I try the fresh fortune— Range the wide house from the wing to the centre. Still the same chance! she goes out as I enter. Spend my whole day in the quest,—who cares? But 'tis twilight, you see,—with such suites to explore, Such closets to search, such alcoves to importune!