Change is the only permanent thing in life
But many a times we fail to realise
This simple truth.
Expectations are sort of a greed
We set for ourselves.
Life is like a breeze
Flowing along with this breeze
As life takes us by,
Moulding and modifying ourselves
According to the circumstances
And yet never forgetting to create happy memories.
Happiness is more like a choice than a destination.
It is not something you attain
But something which you experience
At every path of our life.