Sunday, March 20, 2016

And sometimes, rarely, very very rarely, there would be no light at the end of the tunnel. 

2 comments:

amrita said...

Then it is not a tunnel . There is always light if there is an exit. Even when a person passes over he/she moves towards a light. That's depressing thought though. But being past my mid life and being through situations I realize life is always a see-saw. What goes up comes down and vice versa. I was speaking to Utsav and he was talking about another student from APS who is also in the Army. This kid was commanding a troop and lost a team mate to an enemy sniper. This boy was sentimental, morose and jolted from the experience of seeing death up , close and personal. And this kid was notorious in school- wearing wrong uniform , being brash - so much so that once I made him open his wrong shoes after assembly check up. When I put myself here I realize I live in light. At least for now - who has seen tomorrow? Much love and take care of yourself!

Abhishikta said...

Thank you aunty. Ki r boli, shobtai jano r ki :(
Jgd