There are days. Days when life comes to a standstill and the world keeps moving. Days when flashes of the past start painting the present and blotching the future. Days when you feel like stepping out barefooted in the scorching heat and stare up at the sun. Such are the days when expressions are faint and the silence entertains. On these days the raindrops don't tickle and the moon hides. These are days when dreams seems incomplete and ideas inconceivable.
Those days give way to these days. When the lights shine bright and the heart gloats. When the sweet sounds of the wind match cords with the tapping of the finger. Such are the days that make you believe that life lives for you. Days when stories are narrated with the slight movement of the eyes. These are the days when conversations melt away into tunes and play the melody of love. Days when you feel the need to paint each nail with a different color.
Then there are days that mute you. Days that live on the fence and each side looks as brown as the other or as green.. it doesn't matter. On these days the blues don't make you more glum and the yellow doesn't make your smile stretch any further. Days when it doesn't matter whether there is a tomorrow or you lived through a yesterday. These are the days that a cup of coffee is nothing but a recharge to last another few hours. Days when life is pacing itself with the tick of the clock.
Our lives are a complicated compromise of all of these days. Some days we give more than we take and some days we are given more than we can handle.
The only limit to our realization of
our dreams of tommorrow will be doubts of today.
Live each day like a dream that never ends. Envision each dream like a song that never fades. Sing each song with the beat of your heart.
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baat to sahi hai !!!
There are days and then there are days and then there are days.......
“Don't count the days, make the days count.”
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