“There is in me an anarchy and frightful disorder. Creating makes me die a thousand deaths, because it means making order, and my entire being rebels against order. But without it I would die, scattered to the winds.”
लड़की के हर कोलाहल, उधेड़बुन का जवाब वह मौन होकर देना चाहता है ... लड़की उस लड़के में एक विलीन प्रेमी देखना चाहती है... जिसमें बारिश, सर्द और गर्मी भी हो ।
दोनों एक तय समय तक एक दूसरे को ढूंढते हैं और फिर बिछड़ जातें हैं ...
We are an ethically illiterate society! Our values are vague, morals are rotten and opinions are fragile. We accept and do the opposite of what we read and learn!! We can go far but all will be worthless in the end !!