It's a frustrating thing to get fooled by others especially from the ones with whom we share some closest circle of emotional experiences. We wait for them for late hours of a day and walk extra miles with them, rather to walk them to their world of dreams. In the end we find them cold to our dreams whenever our turn comes to reveal its mystic secrets.
Our times often found the closeness and camaraderie in its inception. But in the blink of an eye there fades the reminiscent sketches