And then sometimes, there appears absolute stillness in the minds, in the souls, in the life, in the rain, in the chaos, in the silence, in the beauty, in the flaws, in the pleasure, even in the pain.

The poem by Nikita Gill is very verifiable, It says, Never take a writer for granted They are snipers armed with words. They know how to aim with sentences, how to fire with paragraphs, and how to immortalise