In a world that functions on binaries, that speaks only about something, Black and white, darkness and light, the God and the devil, goodness and evil, is there any room for grey parts that lies in between?

A middle class person walking on the sidewalk in dusk, with speeding vehicles crossing by on one side and homeless destitutes sitting on the other continuously faces these questions
"To which society do I belong?"
"Can anyone feel the way I feel about life?"
So, here we bring to you a cascade of such unsaid emotions of middle class person in words and versus written by some very beautiful souls

The one struggling between the two extremities, the one who knows the deepest truth of life, the one who adjusts to the greatest extent, the one who suffers the most, all these qualities in a single person, yes a middle class person, from hopes to failures, he experiences it all