So, here I am, once again, with a new thought, a notion that often burns our throats as we swallow it silently, acting like a dumb. Yes, I am talking about the little things from our daily life that we miss to notice. Or I would say, we don't care to notice, because we're just too busy with our own problems.
But someday, somehow, through the games of destiny, we come to meet things, incidents, people, whom we had never expected to find relative to us in anyway, but still do that day, coincidentally, and then we realize how bound are our lives to each other. When we see someone suffering the same pain we've been through, we realise, life isn't any different to anyone. Rather, it is same to everyone, just with a different perimeter.
The story isn't about the beggar actually. It is about the similarities one has in life with others and how our choices, our perception, our decision and our attitude leads our life onto a different path!
Though I'm all done with preparing the storyline of the novel, you all will have to wait for the chapters to come to discover what I really mean to express. I'll be very soon posting the prologue of the novel. Hold on and wish me luck. Thanks for your time.
PS: I always appreciate suggestions and feedback.
