This is the typical story of your boy next door. Gulf is a shy one and thinks himself as the most imperfect boy in every aspect.
Little did he know he has a heart of gold.
On the other hand Mew is the most stubborn and unpredictable kid ever with a...
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Gulf
The scentario here is awesome to watch. There is a huge stream flowing from a mountain which is not far away from where I'm sitting. It's so peaceful here. The birds are chirping on some distance land. This place appears in front of me whenever I open my eyes. It's like I'm stuck here for good.
Sometimes I hear some voices. It's like Someone sings me a new song everyday. But I can't recognise whose voice it is. But the voice is very beautiful. It soothes my mind. Whenever I try to search for that person I fail. I can't find that person near anywhere.
I also hear some other voices also. It's like everybody is telling me to wake up. But I don't understand I'm awake almost everytime and sitting here or walking here.
So with whom they are talking to?
I want to know about the people that talks to me but don't appear infront of me.
Who are they??
Why they don't reveal themselves??
And that person who is singing beautiful songs, why I don't see anyone??
Did they die??
Are they dead people??
Am I hearing dead people??
Are the voices coming from the sky??
Why am I stuck in the same place everytime??
What's wrong??
These questions always make me Vulnerable.
And everytime I think about it deeply, a sharp pain shoots on my head and I close my eyes and lie down on the ground under me.
Again I wake up to the ground near the mountain. I sometimes even tried to cross the mountain. But it's like I'm become weak after sometime. When I take rest there for sometime, it's bizzare that I wake up to the same place where I sit everytime.
Strange things are happening with me. I can't help but got bored with all these same things happening everytime. I want to go somewhere other than this place.
When I was thinking hard about my situation, that same person started singing again.
I found myself dreaming In silver and gold Like a scene from a movie That every broken heart knows
