Day before yesterday while I was driving accross road destined to my home my eyes were haunting for a girl whom I liked as my daughter. But she was not available what she used to stand by the side of that road earlier waiting for me to enter into my saloon car. I would always tell her to be seated behind me facing the mirror. Why was because if the car crashes from the front she would survive. I often found her in tears for some heartless guy and she would lament her passionate desires to build a small heaven to make him happy. Alas! her dream crashed and she is invissible. But my car J is plying on road as usual. Thus anything happenes unproposed by human being. The fear is often gone with the wind wating for newer one to bite. The way life goes on and on.