I am good at heart.
Its really strange how fast world around you changes. People who were once your heartthrob seem so strange. Not because there is a change of opinion or thought process but because you have both drifted apart with time.Maybe that's the part of growing up. You move on with change and move on from everybody else. I wonder what our forefathers fought for. Was it for a community full of beings who would learn to survive for their own-self or was it for everybody to grow as a community. I have witnessed such events throughout my life where not the strangers but so called people who designate themselves as relatives would come to you with world full of love and affection just so they can gain from you. But the moment its time to return the favour they become cold and indifferent. At that moment its not even the blood or family name we share.There is nothing except for a cold, harsh reality that they never cared enough for anyone but themselves. All they always cared was this selfish int