We knit our saga
With the yarn of time;
Purling the memories;
Enlacing it with intricate designs.
Life is a blend of happiness and pain. Where joy adds beautiful hues to our life, adversity entangles the strands, but hark! Those tangled strands weave an intricate pattern on the fabric of our existence. " Life is not a bed of roses." The sooner we realize this, the better.
It is the embering hope that makes us love every breath that we take.
The past holds great treasures for us. The gems of cherished memories which
carry the promise that every tomorrow will be a better day; the way will be a
better road. The reminiscences of the good old times strengthen us for the future.
The Future that we create for us.
After all, when love and hopes take the front seat, would misery dare to linger?
"And if winter comes, can spring be far behind?"
