A window is a connection with outside world. It is your bridge out. Some bridges you want to build. Some bridges you want to burn. Some bridge you cross because you have to. Every window, every bridge, every connection has two sides. Sometimes the feelings you have while you are spanning the bridge are similar to the party on the other end, but in most cases they are different. Your life is a huge window constructed from myriads of small, big and tiny windows.Each one of those windows has a set of bridges crossed, spanned or burnt.