Time…my dear, is like the caprious sea.
And the best thing is that it changes.
As I stood on the balcony today ,
A soft sweet breeze was blowing across my face,
It opened up my floodgates of memory,
The memories of time when hardships seemed to be the only constant,
The time we thought the battle is over,
The time life shook me and made me take up my path to destiny!

And yet, here we are today!
Brave young soldiers,
Having the scars as our coveted trophy,
And the crown as a mark of our domination.

The heavens started thundering,
And the breeze started blowing faster…
And I realised with a smile,
We have won the war!

Contributed by my beloved friend Hrishikesh Adhikari.


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