We did not wish to be born in this anonymous world, nor could we envisage what life would be. It would have been rather riveting if we could foresee our destiny. However life always plans some surprises for us perhaps not just pleasant surprises but some revelations and shocks too. From the very day we gained our senses we have felt the complexities and intricacies of life. Life has bound us in the cobwebs, binding us, restraining us to live freely. Every happiness beautifully shrouds some deep despair. We set high aspirations, most of which remain unfulfilled. Several hopes are shattered, does that stop us from hoping? We are left alone in the path of life. Does that deter us from moving on? After every dark, glooming night comes a dawn, the earth does not stop rotating , just in search of a morning after every dark night. In the same way, although disheartened and depressed, we put all our efforts to fight back, to stand in life. Every heart plunges is into the despondence but "time" is what provides the thrust to overcome all such hiccups and strive ahead in the path of life. Indeed life is too short to wait...... there is no time to look behind, no time to gather what we have left behind to pace forward in life, living behind trodden roads perhaps never to stamped again. Often we are thrust into such abysmal condition and deep trauma that we question our existence. But the world's a beautiful place. All the earthly wonders provide a cathartic effect on us, insisting us to survive. Our heart , being tensile enough to sustain several heartbreaks, does not stop beating. Although wounded, we do not stop dreaming. We build castles in the air just to get momentary bliss, being unaware that it gives us permanent blisters. May be life wants us to live this way. To hope after every failure, to dream after every set back, to move on obscuring our past, to believe that some wishes are better unfulfilled. To hope against hope for a beam of light in the pallor of darkness, to exist... With the lingering essence of our past.