There are times when I see people happy. The people who once made me cry.
The ones for whom I used to shower my love and care. Those are the same people, who made my heartache. Who taught me the best lessons of my life.
At such times I feel that there is no God. There is no Karma. It's good to be bad. It's good to hurt people. It's good to make them cry. Because at the end of the day, the evil ones are always happy.
And the people like us, who love, care and get hurt but still stay strong are always the broken ones.