Deep inside my heart
is a pain which cannot be fathomed by anyone; while I kept asking the
Lord, why am just an option in everyone's life.
Born was I with a
lot of hope but even then I was an option; the Lord smiled at me and
said, you are a fortune to many.
Fortune to many,
yes; I am but who is that one who will treasure this fortune until
the ultimatum, Lord smiled again and said – Fortune prefers the
brave.
Brave people are
many, yet the fortune is unguarded; looked I surprisingly at the
Lord, he brushed my hair and said – Come to me, I love you!
