Softly the leaves of memory fall,
Slowly I will gather and pick them all
COZ
I will always cherish the yesterday i lived,
the today i m living
and
the the future i will be living......

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Hey.....after so many days I again found a reason to write....n dat is "Life isn't a big thing..its a MILLION little things..."Its d little things of life dat make life wat it actually is...Its not abt how successful and established u may become..its abt hw u live each moment of dis journey...its not abt hw u win or lose a game ..its abt hw u go through d minutes before d game..its not abt hw happy u r wen u meet someone after a long tym...its abt hw much u desired for dis moment...its not abt hw beautiful a rose is wen it blossoms...its abt d thorns dat sharpens as d flower grows yet dere is nothing lovelier dan a rose.....

The moment wen Dad took ur hand and walked with u to the icecream shop to share a cone full of heaven on earth......the time wen ur mom clapped with an enthusiasm of a thousand people wen u won ur first prize in life...the moment wen ur parents watched with overflowing pride as u came running to share ur accomplishments...dat hour which was much more precious dan the prize itself...makes LIFE as gr8 as it is...

Realizing the things dat mean so much like a thought that puts a smile on your face or a simple loving touch......The fragrance of d flowers or d smell in d rain.....The words of encouragement dat are spoken your way or a few of dose names given 2 u by ur friends,those fights wid ur siblings over d tv channel or a chocolate....can dese substitute anything in ur life...though small dey carry a wealth of bliss in dem...

Ur first day at kindergarten ,childhood pals with whom u shared ur lunch boxes....ur first punishment in school...the day u didn't do ur homework....and yet dere was a feeling of accomplishment in dat no matter how big or small...this was just a glimpse of d past dat presents itself as visions and images in d long corridors of time.

The thought of loved ones who have come and gone..their pictures and memories.....old photographs left alone in an ancient album conveying love, family, friendship in past happy occasions....... previous flashbacks recalling dreadful, frightening moments like the first time wen u stammered on stage and since den d stage was all yours....dese are those little gems dat will forever reside in ur veins...

I know I can't pen down those million little things here but each of dese things represents a world in us ....a world which is d most beautiful part of existence...which makes each one of us a star...a star which may not light up the entire world ..a star which may not twinkle our way 2 glory...but a star with the power to put a twinkle in someone’s life somewhere....