Its in the giving, that we more receive,
Like love or joy or peace
Its in the losing of ‘my’ self,
That we find the Self
It’s the journey, not the destination,
That matters more in life!
Truths hurt, yet heals
Lies placate, but eventually complicates
And how precious somethings are, could be better defined,
By what we would do without it !
Words unsaid outnumber the words expressed
Simplest deeds weigh more than profound thoughts
Some random acts of kindness could be as contagious as a flu
A warm hug could write off a million fears
And an honest smile could stir the sternest heart !