Walking through the garden I felt gentle breeze going deep into my heart. It was a queer feeling.
Why my heart was undergoing the pain of all changed situations?
Why not hue and fragrance of roses match my sense of indulgence like before?
Oh! I did not stop to smell the roses… My fault… WE run after the lifestyle and ignore the life.
Balancing between the memories of past and worries of future we ruin our present.
No matter few petals of this rose have scattered, it still holds the vibrant color and marvelous fragrance. Let’s live for ourselves also…
Someone dearest in my life has taught me to live for today, in fact for NOW
Written for Write tribe: Food for the Soul
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