Just breathe.
In this hustle-bustle of today’s auro, Do you try to find a different tomorrow? In this path of arrows untrue, Does everything you do turns into monotony undue? Do you see yourself as a mugged up soul with too many roles and a lost goal? Still, just hang on and get up, go stand in front of a mirror, look at yourself, look straight into your eyes, see how pleasing human body is, look at those majestic lashes over there, analyze the curves of your nose, your lips, see how your unkempt hairs fall on your forehead, see how beautiful even your flaws are, look at your hands, the lines on your palm, they are like rivers on a map, listen, you’ll hear the rivers babbling, wow! music! Now have a look at your moles, and scars, as if tattoos for free, now shhhhh! Listen to what your ears are busy trapping. Dayum, how much you owe to the universe. Now just sit, sit down with your back straight, think how people all over are dying. Think, how lucky you are to be still alive, think because it’s free.