I tried to portray myself and caught that I didn't even realised that my smile was always supposed to be drenched with the inner happiness but didn't happened so. Thrilling like a pleasing fly was the only dream I've seen but forgot to put colours into it. Somewhere i stuck that the paths were like camouflaged cages. Finally I lost myself while finding the ways. I was chasing to get the meaning of life and forgot the same of my existence.