A LOOK AT LIFE-53
BY – SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
Hope keeps hope alive,
hoping against hope keeps one going.
On the thorny path of life a friend indeed
without which one can hardly live and proceed.
Hope is the life of the sailor in the boisterous sea, eyes of the blind, ears and tongue of the deaf and dumb, an oasis in the dry desert, an unusual summer shower and the silver moon in the dark sky.
On hope stands life,
in hope, we enter into a relationship,
in hope we act and interact,
in hope we dream, live and die
Things never happen as we wish,
misfortune comes and shatters the basis.
In the midst of darkness nothing but a ray of hope guides, without which life becomes too heavy a burden to carry and relish.
People come and go, things, moments and relationships are for a period, nothing remains with you expect hope, your trusted friend always with you forever in every summer and winter.
You may lose name, fame, favour and fortune, but with your hope alive always a chance a get them back soon.
Losing hope is like committing suicide,
surrendering before the enemy and give up the fight.