One thing I've learn't about life is that, it is unpredictable. Like everything and everyone doesn't last forever. Nor does it have too, because some portraits are better left Incomplete. All this while, we do nothing but run. We run after the things which are not going to be hold at any significance after sometime. And for all this , we forget to BREATH... Yes, we forget to breathe . We forget to live each and every moment and absorb each of its ounce. We are the one who complain about our stained portraits. We love, we care , we hate , we grow, and that's exactly how the cycle goes. Then why so many complications? It just depends on which colours we use our life to Incomplete with. Now tell me, shouldn't we add our favourite colours to the portraits of life to convert it into a beautiful masterpiece? Or incomplete masterpiece? Choice is all yours. 🎀
Content Creator, Flawsome, trying to create a different perspective through my writings.