You look up in the sky to find there is so much space to scale and you look behind and wonder how you messed up with your life and why u fell prey to that devil...
You sit down and have some sands in your palm,when you try to hold them,you feel them slipping from your grasp.You can feel the impatient sea throwing some imploring queries at you and you can feel those occasional dews wetting your cheeks,trickling from your eyes.
You feel the urge.... lets build a castle again ..out of this sand....from ashes...from trashes...from anything....but just build it....a castle again.
