Every soul, who feels that there's a bunch of dreams left unrealised, remember that as long as the life remains, the possibility to dream remains, that sometimes some dreams that we paint in our hearts are not meant to grow us in our journey of life and then while we walk along the path, even the detours and broken dreams pave way to a whole lot of waking dreams that only the heart of gratitude can see and feel. I've seen and felt and experienced same as some of you , that sometimes some souls have to go through a lot of trials and tribulations, lessons and sufferings, and even then they never fail to wear kindness and grace simply because they know that what happens around them should not intrude upon what is inside their heart. To know that we are here for a purpose and to not live idly, to know that the purpose is as simple as to stay kind and open to every possibility is as beautiful as the sky who knows no matter how dark the night is the stars will always shine.. In a world where everything comes at a price, if you're choosing to stay kind, if you're choosing to value your dignity and your integrity, if your choosing to understand and embrace the smile of solitude, if you're choosing to employ your faculties to understand the real questions of life, then you're alive, much more alive than your human dreams could have made you feel. Because no matter what, when sunset hits the night, and the day comes to a close you know you've done your part, you know you have embraced one more day with gratitude and grace, with a formidable zeal for Life and an invincible spirit of human understanding that stands firm pillared with hope and faith. And then no matter how many voices shrill your mind, the echo of your soul would pierce through your heart and enlighten every inch of your mind, body and soul, and you would know how proud the universe must be to see the faithfulness, the strength and resilience in your soul, the very mould that was shaped in the fire of the stardust that shines upon the sky, sometimes becoming a beacon to others while sometimes lying beautifully hidden but always there, always alive. And so each time, I look at the sky with a bunch of stars, I know I am alive, burning with all that life is made up of. And someday when the day closes for another dawn altogether, I know somehow that I;ve done my part as well as I can maybe its not perfect but I tried and that should be all that matters,
