People vanish, people die. People laugh and people cry,
Some give up, some will try,
Some say hi, while some say bye,
Others may forget, but never will I..
Good morning!
At times one loses everything, it only means that things shall recommence shortly with more life, more love, more devotion, more intensity, with more hope . . .
Hope of a new tomorrow to fill the pits created by yesterday.
Birds r chillaaying. Hen is kukdukuing. Flowers r khusbhu maaring,
Moon is dubing, sun is ugging. Peakok is naaching. All r kahing
Good Morning, and U R still soying......!
