They say this word is round, so is my life. Wake up, smell the dirty pollution, see the sun shine and go back to sleep for 15 mins and wake up again, then the day starts. All day, everyday, is same as always, go to school, go to work and come back home and study. Sun rises, and goes down and dark blooms. The cycle is infinite. Some time there is a break in between, but the break is so short that it only takes a snap to end. I think of doing so much, in so little time, and its always impossible, but i tend to think, Impossible is nothing, so sometimes it does happen...anyways its all same and we do the same thing everyday...life is a cycle so is this world..