The Paradoxic Writer

In a world filled with love, hate, happiness and sadness people are like candles. These candles always have a way of showing their emotions. Some make others melt, in order to survive, some take the heat for others, for them survive, mostly for their loved ones. In the end we all melt when our emotions get burned away.  Some understand it to be a necessity, some find it as a means to cause havoc, in the end nothing bad remains.  Sometimes these candles get exhausted and fade. During this time, friends and family are most likely helping us to keep our light to not fade away, but rarely some candles don't get the needed light they so badly deserve, that's when their light fades away because of their own wish. Everything around them influences their light to keep burning, even a small change may cause their light to fade. In today's world of getting such a bright light like the great scientist's and other accomplished people have become a necessary requirement. Based on su

I once had a dream. A dream of seeing the best in everything, seeing the best in everyone. As I grew up, this dream started to get faded by the reality that was bestowed upon me. I totally forgot about the whole dream and started to think. This thinking made me realize many things, made me capable of doing things all on my own, made me the person who I am today. Due to this thinking, I acquired another dream. I was all alone, because of the level of thinking I had acquired, I started to think to myself. If I would have gone through such circumstances, there would also be others just like me, who would think the same thoughts, think up the same ideas. I just wanted to be with such like minded individuals and call them friends. But then again, the same thing happened, an unknown reason called reality hit me hard, this time my grades were scorned.  I was little when this roller coaster even started to take tracks. The only person whom I had was myself, the only person with whom I could ta