Every story has more than one version which shares dozens of perspectives and judges by many people who listen, where the different points of views create a different story and as it passes from one to another, an alternation will be made and a new chapter will be created. Classic, yet it happens a lot. On the other side of the phone, we would never know how a person truly feels and how he is handling the blast we just casted upon him, for all we hear is the voices and all we can do is to guess. Similarly, we have the truth and false on the other side of the story, where they are hard to be differentiated, just like how we are not able to differentiate the emotions of one particular person by listening to his voice or the way he replies, just like how we are not able to differentiate our lives from the others even when we know the time has come for us to let go. There is the land of wonders on the other side of the hill, on the other side of the community and on the other side of the hearts waiting for us to discover, where there are more than one option, more than one truth and more than one life for us to choose, for us to believe in and for us to live.
