Let go of the sand from your clutched hand. Wait for the gold to fall into your hold. For, the sand that slipped is somebody else's beauty to behold. And the gold you await will be yours without being told.
Hello Hello Hello, Just reached. Missing home like hell. But anyway... I agree with letting the sand go but disagree with waiting for the gold. Total letting go happens only when you stop waiting and just feeeeeeel
Kanan,Utna socha nahin tha. But will you think about letting go of the evening without waiting for the dawn? May be you will when there is only one day in the life.
9 comments:
nice piece mae.
but sorry. total disagreer. if gold was to fall so easily into ur hand, ppl wudnt have tried to clutch sand so hard..
People wouldn't know if it is sand or gold. Thats when they clutch it. If its sand, its slips. Once you know its your gold, you'd leave it.
I got the pun here,Yay!
this is ur best post till date...i liked it:)
wonderful piece! i love it!
thanks valli, pun is unintended here.
shubs,even i feel so..esply after coming up with this in 3 min..(ya i love myself)
thanks akka!!
Hello Hello Hello,
Just reached. Missing home like hell.
But anyway...
I agree with letting the sand go but disagree with waiting for the gold. Total letting go happens only when you stop waiting and just feeeeeeel
Kanan,Utna socha nahin tha.
But will you think about letting go of the evening without waiting for the dawn?
May be you will when there is only one day in the life.
Thanks for writing this.
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