it's an another boring day now I have to go to that boring office and suffer all those feelings whom I hate most.

finally I have reached the office but in the way I think that Mrs. Maria was somehow unsattisfied from me the errand boy was giving me a weird look.... I am soo tired of these things I like the moment when I fell asleep and think nothing.....suddenly someone tapped Mr. park shoulder.

that was his colleagues .mr. Park what happened you are not looking good said the colleague that colleague was talking soo much but Mr. park was not listening and think I wish I could silent him why is he talking soo much. Mr. park was on his own imagination. and finally he said the words Mr. park want to hear most OK Mr. park talk to you later. '' OK Mr Cooper enjoy your day ''.said me. park

the office was full of people everyone was talking there are soo many people but Mr. park was still feeling alone. ''what are these weird feelings '' was only sentence which Mr. park was thinking......

Mr. park watch outside the window there were two birds who were looking soo beautiful...they both were making love under the bright sun one of the Mr. park colleague said ''wow what a lovely pair of love birds .....by seeing those birds we can define the language of love'' Mr. park heard and smile he thought ''what a rubbish talk.... love huh what was that? I really want to get out of here?'' I was feeling like I am stucking Inside an ocean the more I want to reach on the top the more I am drowning '' .........

Mr. park was always like this he did not show his feelings to other he showed himself a perfect man who was happy and enjoying his life but deep down he was all depressed and lonely he hate talking with others Mr. park don't know why is he like this it's not the first time Mr. park questioned himself but all the time he came with same conclusion that may be this world is not made for him..... but he can't do anything he need live here and work here like everyone else sometimes Mr. park think that why can't this world run according to him Mr. park was totally different form what he shows ......all of his colleagues think that he a perfect example of self love but no one Knows that the wild imagination of Mr. park. Mr. park always shine in the front of others he is like a star to others which is shining but in actual he is like a dark night of solar eclipse.

Mr. park always wanted to hide his true self he never reveled himself in front of others because he know that he need to behave like what others like not what he wants..... #in this era we asked our times to impress others but forget to impress ourselves. #