Sometime you try to ignite a hope within yourself, you repeat in your mind that everything would be fine just like it was, sometimes you try your best to understand what happens around you, you try to reject the reality, you try to accept the worst that can happen in future, sometimes you struggle to comprehend the easiest of things because you just don't want to. You fail to reason out the simplest of things, you fail to explain, you fail to synchronize things like both of your hands. And among these difficult sometimes, which also make you guilty of the fact how much for granted you have taken freedom in your life, you find yourself taking shelter in the memories of the best recent times you've spent, among the people who have made an entire new world for you. (I remember once copying a sentence from a song and writing to one of my friends which read "hum duniya se lar lenge, par tere bagair nehi".) And then you realise, the world for everyone is not the world for y