Thank the heavens.
It is once again clinging so dearly to the chirping benches, singing the merry song in unison with the world which was once haunted by the dark shadows; had it stayed for some longer time the results could be horrendous. Yet time heals the deepest of scars bruised over the mentals, perpetually doing its wonderful work for the endless decades. Just two beautiful lines could some up this blossom for me:
It is once again clinging so dearly to the chirping benches, singing the merry song in unison with the world which was once haunted by the dark shadows; had it stayed for some longer time the results could be horrendous. Yet time heals the deepest of scars bruised over the mentals, perpetually doing its wonderful work for the endless decades. Just two beautiful lines could some up this blossom for me:
"ISS PAAR PRIYE MADHU HAI TUM HO,
USS PAAR NAA JAANE KYA HOGA"
-Harivansh Rai Bachchan
It is indeed the most beautiful lines my eyes have ever glanced at...
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