A dreamer. Hell yeah, I dream so far from the reality. Unable to sleep properly at night most of the days. I am so mad that I hug myself in imaginations, and give a smile to the other me standing in front.

I care a lot for people, try to get them out of their adversities. I don't trust people much these days, yes, i did earlier and ended up in catching the broken feathers of trust in my hand. 

I had even cried a lot at nights. Who says guys don't cry? Ask us. Guys have that heavy heart full of pains that they never portray. What you see is just the painted happiness but not the reality.

The present me is different. There's no need to cry, hear no lie, to hell with my being shy. Woah!! That was a rhyme BTW. I sing a lot and more than that I dance. I play table tennis which helps me in staying focused for the dreams I see.