Often i wonder where did all the innocence go, where did all the laughs vanish, where from did this silence descend. Why arnt days anymore pleasant! What stays with me i no longer no, cos iv seen ppl who just come n go:) what they do is leave a place 4 themselves in my heart, a place that can neva be filled by anyone apart. When all i see is d sun go down the horizon, i believe its bound to rise d next mornin:)For oft i see a gang of good friends, n then i recall i was one amongst them. Neither did i realise when 'am' turned to 'was', nor do i analyse the reasons for d same:). Everythin in life happens 4 a reason, n whateva happens, happens for the good, i presume:)
He was...
Every child just dreams of one thing…to be loved by its parents endearingly, to be held close by the dear ones…and just make life beautiful for everyone…and so did I, as a child, dream about growing up as soon as possible, about being loved and cared for like no other. If only I knew that my journey with my father would end all to soon…that he would leave behind an irreplaceable emptiness in our lives…if only he could see where I stand in life now…if only… Papa for me and sis, was a hero in his own right…never the one to be afraid of anything, and even when death came calling, he put up a brave face. He was someone who was simplicity personified, an ever smiling, cheerful person who was really contented with his life…and someone who never worried about anything in the world. Hard to find people like him in today’s world, given that everyone just runs behind money and materialistic comforts forgetting peace of mind. Papa was always known as a righteous man, who never hurt anyone, who di...
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everyday is a pleasant day if you think it will be pleasant, every day will be cherishing if you cherish it..... its how you look, that bounces back to you.... jus smile wat eva happens.....:)