QUOTE : That was the moment I became aware of all the pieces that I had lost, and yet that didn't bother me. At that moment, I existed inside the silence that was birthed in between the words, rather than in the words itself. In every breath I took, I was born. And in every breath I let out, I died. My soul hadn't suffered so beautifully ever before. But still, a part of it wanted all this to end, and the other part wished that it never stopped. The soul of mine, which has existed for billions of years, was trying to search all these experiences in all its previous existences, just to believe that this wasn't the first time it was feeling so many things. But all it was able to remember was now. This moment. It wished to carve this moment into it so that when it would come across this experience again, it would be able to remember it easily. But it was sure it had done the same before too, and it would continue to do the same again and again, forever.