Sometimes we just stand at the center of crowded place, full with people in hurry; busy with their own lives.

We just stand there. Watching. The people. The chaos. The heat. The noise. But we just stand still. Not moving.

Its like the time has stop. We in our own world. The true is, we somehow feel lonely. Alone. Stranded. The time when we wish someone we love were there. Parents. Family. Friends.

The true is we were all alone at the center of busy place, at the center of peoples.


Your truly,

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