Last night I wrote about, beauty of trees and nature this morning, as I walked down the lane, wind went crazy and spoke about me to tree nearby "Nobody is interested in their own's", giggled almighty.
In World, nobody matches with nobody for few its their birthday and for few it might be adventurous day while its just a routine for lot of us few give birth to mark it as best day while few lose their loved ones and mark it as dark day somebody receives a doctorate today while someone went to school for the very first time and for few its first day of career while few retire today today, someone's dream came true and somebody had a nightmare for every individual, this day is different. few wait for this day to come and few wants to skip There exists Infinite different kind of days in same day of the world Different for each one of us.
Dear God, next morning, wish I shall wake up at a place where I can feel the sound of waterfall hitting ground It shall sound heavy, but its soothing for me the first ray of sun shall hit the smiling me water beneath my foot shall clear all my worries the underwater tiny fishes as my toys the rocks around act as my dance floor the harmonious chirping of birds and my chorous