Think. Sit back. Ponder.
Rewind the back log, get back to the
memorabilia
What do you see?
I see a whiff of happiness, crossing the
path of rubles and struggles
Happiness and smiles,
That
came like silver lining when there was none
That came from mysterious people and known
That hand of help overshadowed my existence
From
just a mere being belligerent to breath
What else do you see?
I see a burst of laughter over a cup of tea
The piping hot tea that poured more secrets
than ever..
The gushing river that taught that moving
on is the way of life,
That small leaf floating above the river,
When other things seeped on the bottom
Just like our life, where just the benign
memories stay alive in the long run..
