In the race with time, we tend to run and a little of contemplation.
Passion is burnt and flying high with the excitements.
Fear is a gravity, pull our feet back on the ground.
In the midst of uncertainty, we seek for inspiration.
Dream is a manifestation of hopes, or the second chance we wish to exist.
Somewhere between fulfilment and disappointment, we try to define our journey to the fullest.
That is even a small step, as long as we move;