A thunderstorm within me often questions my silence... Why don't we join hands? My silence always refuses to answer... Because it has faith in me... My words will give all the answers... That my silence posseses a much bigger thunderstorm within... It's not afraid of joining hands but loosing its identity... Identity of being most chaosive still silent... Hello Resties! ❤️ ** 🤩🤩 A NEW TASK. GET A CHANCE TO BAG FEEDBACKS AND A FEATURE. 🤩🤩 ** Today on the occassion of No Rhyme Day, we have brought to you a new task. Everyone attempting this task shall be given feedbacks, and exceptional ones shall be featured! 🤩 What's the task?
