The sun comes out every day, bright and beautiful,
The moon is always there cool and calm,
These are a few things which are constants in life.
It is only us mortals who are not permanent.
We live for a short while, some leave a mark on the world,
Others leave a mark on their loved ones,
some simply vanish as fast as they came.
Some hate every moment of their life,
Some savour every minute,
Some have nothing but anger in their hearts,
Some look at the brighter side of life come what may,
Others can see nothing but sorrow in every breath that they take.
Fate, kismat, karma, everything is blamed
The sun, the moon, stars are never thanked for making life beautiful.
The smile of innocence,
The sweetness of a shy stolen glance,
That touch of reassurance,
The fears of being alone, The fear of darkness, the fear of shadows,
The love that children have for their own, good, bad or ugly,
A little child's patient wait for the return of her comforting mother,
The tenderness of the father,
These are moments of joy, these are moments of trust, faith and belief,
When and where do we leave that trusting, belief behind?
When does life become one big never ending journey of doubt, impatience and unhappiness?
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