On the most random moment in the most random places with the most random group, some questions are hailed with answers. I remember a friend saying that it is but rude to ask why. But in some cases, it is not. Because the moment you ask why, the moment you start searching for answers. And eventually, the moment you stop waiting, and actually working. Because in the real sense of living, you never stop. You just take a break--to breathe and think. Because at the end of the day, no matter how many times you curse the saying, 'everything happens for a reason", it's just not a justification for mistakes. it's in fact a sneaky life surprise that works its charm on the oddest moments of your being.