The Main Purpost of One's Life is to enjoy existence in a Geniune way

I am A soldier trained to be strong and mighty After medals are hanged A future will be written The enemy waiting for their captivity With silver lining once a strong and mighty now embraces unwanted glory, the season will pass and silver shall turn to gold which only few withhold Be a dog I surpass now a tiger i become Whát àm i

Thee sudden coldness inside my hands Flows through my chest down to my feet The iron weight above my stomach Rocks falling from highs down to my head The moment when curiosity desires justification Own mind trying to reconcile wisdom Wisdom that may maketh thou eyes be open and glance the goodliness of things Its like a funnel without end directly to a void. Its like a window higher than my height Its like a depth of water that no floor had been touch. A music A Harmony A Melody maybe

What a unique day each one has, when the darkness comes and the breeze of seas and nights comes, sitting on a rocking chair 11pm, being at the golden age of our life, closing our eyes focusing on a stirred thoughts which haunts at night…. Why have I not awaken from the focused, hypnotizing routine of my life that enchanted me out from the shine of day, realizing that in the end of our hard work of the whole day in our life is just a digits on our bank account ….

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy. Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.

A 24 year old boy seeing out from the train’s window shouted… “Dad, look the trees are going behind!” dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24 year old’s childish behaviour with pity, suddenly he again exclaimed … “dad, look the clouds are running with us !” the couple couldn’t resist and said to the old man… “why don’t you take your son to a good doctor?” the old man smiled and said … “i did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today…” Every single person on the planet has story.