There is pain. In my heart. It happens. Every time. I embark. Upon this path. A path. That is agonizing. Yet full. Of ecstasy. My breathing. Gets hurried. My mind. Searches an answer. To a riddle. A riddle. That I call. A story. My heart. Seeks salvation. In a temporary moment. Called creation. I also question. My anxiety. And wonder. Is it worth the pain? I have no answer. Except. My restlessness. Self imposed. Self inflicted. Painful pleasure. I feel privileged. Yet pressured. I ask. Why do I have to be different? Why do I have to persist? Yet I persist. Into an unknown quest. I attempt. A conquest. Of my own demons. I am thankful. And resentful. That I guess. Is life.
Hansal mehta 
Hello Mehta sir, im wondering how one can go about getting casted in your movies? how to send you photos etc?
Hi there! I know this is kinda off topic however I’d figured I’d ask.
Would you be interested in trading links or maybe guest writing
a blog article or vice-versa? My blog discusses a lot of the same topics as yours and I think
we could greatly benefit from each other. If you are interested feel free to send me an email.
I look forward to hearing from you! Wonderful blog by the way!
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