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Noida, India

Sometime I wonder who am I, I do exist, but don't know why. I know everything but nothing I understand, my thoughts are endless just like sky.. I was born, I am living and I'll die, sometimes I laugh, sometimes cry, At times I feel good, at times bad, One day I am low, the other I'm high.. Sometimes I'm just numb and dry, sometimes I wish I could fly, there are so many of you people around, to some I'm extrovert, to some shy.. Every single day, it just passes by, am I alive or just living this lie, just can't figure out what life means, no matter how much I try... its a big question in front of my eye, its full of who, when, how and why, seems like it'll go on the w