Dear all,
Life is like this....
A bird was
born in a nest…it grew up singing and dancing with siblings in the nest…It …it’s
wings became strong…I flew away from the nest… found it’s mate…build it’s own
nest…laid eggs…produced two tiny baby birds…the birds grew up singing and
dancing…one bird’s wings became strong…it flew away…the nest became less empty…after
some days the wings of other bird also became strong…it also flew away…the two
parent birds remained…one day one bird left this earth…one bird remained in the
nest…it became old and it also left this earth one day…the nest was empty…it
became dilapidated and got destroyed…the history written also got destroyed…life
cycle goes on silently on this earth…histories are silently made and silently
destroyed without any traces in no time!!
Peacefully yours....Rams....Psychologist!!
