Crushed Dreams Choking Disease Does Not Kill Life In A Moment I Learned

Life is not the metaled road of a city, it a country road with many cracks and curves.

Pondering one night on my breathless state, I realized I have done it many time each time it looked harder as I remembered the hardships of the many times I passed through. I remembered first limping, then walking I will do it and I thought of the following.

To those who shed tear, grasp their reality they were only grief resting in the lake of your eyes and flowed out after more came, from a lost job, a torn shirt to mend, an angry mate to console. Then it was dawn.

All the grief gone, and you stretched, and walked with a smile to come back to the nest again. You have cried, and will many times, then will smile again. Life will bring to you reason every morning to rise and walk then be back.

Some Dreams shatter to bring you to reality, not to end life. Defeats do not end life, they happen for you to see your Path and the ways to cross it. See defeat as a lesson not a loss.

Smile at dawn, and go on to your calling. All cracks will pass and you will reach where you want. Do not abandon your Quest, your pond of Salvation.

That night I remembered a poem by Hindi poet Neeraj, “Jeevan Nahin Mara Karta..(Life does not die” where he recites the undying nature of life with death of dreams, difficulties in life.

Thank you dear reader for reading, and a thank you to Sahil Patel for bringing it to you.