To have lived is to smell every flower that u came across,
to have lived is to have smiled back at every little child staring at u,
to have lived is to have cried whole night on ur loss and yet getting up in the morning with hope,
to have lived is to have loved and lost and bled in pain,
nothing eventually remains,no success,no failure,no youth,no associations,
"experiences"....are all that we'l carry back in our souls on our voyage back.- shabda.
