The pebbles that catch fancy of many with its raw appeal does not leave the shore unless it is washed away by the currents or picked up by a traveller. It does not seek any tribute nor attention though it gets it all once it is a company of a seeker’s palms. Probably I see myself as that wandered pebble who is cascading all odds, all situations of life just in that hope that probably I may find my seeker or he lifts me up forever.

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