This mustard flower is over joyous. Even in the coldest night of December it dances with breeze. Yes! Very soon it will wither but it will keep on blooming, dancing and enjoying the life till the eleventh hour. It does not matter whether the field is pleasant or not, the blooming flower always enjoies the life. This is the right way to live. Death may occur any moment, let him come, it is his business but live the life euphorically, face every hardship with ever smiling face. Life is short and we are still crying, fighting and planning to take revenge! Give up this stupidity!
The joy of blooming
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Babaal chha tapaiko philosophy
Life is indeed all about living with the moment.