The road of life ..

The journey of life is certainly quite unpredictable with its twists and turns . In a moment it makes you happy and the next moment it throws you in a state of despair.There are moments you feel there is someone by your side and the next moment that someone just walks away ...without a  look back or a goodbye .
One meets people , makes friends , associations , lovers ,some of them stay by and some of them walk past ..but life is strange for at times it brings back old connects Life is a journey, enjoy the ride !Life is but a stopping place,A pause in what`s to be, A resting place along the road,to sweet eternity.

We all have different journeys, Different paths along the way,We all were meant to learn some things, but never meant to stay...Our destination is a place, Far greater than we know.For some the journey`s quicker, For some the journey`s slow.And when the journey finally ends, We`ll claim a great reward,And find an everlasting peace,

It is captured well in the poem of Robert Hastings -

Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision.

We are traveling by train, out the windows,

we drink in the passing scenes of children  ,waving at a crossing,

cattle grazing on a distant hillside, row upon row of corn and wheat,

flatlands and valleys, mountains and rolling hillsides

and city skylines.

But uppermost in our minds is the final destination.

On a certain day, we will pull into the station.

Bands will be playing and flags waving.

Once we get there, our dreams will come true

and the pieces of our lives ,will fit together like a completed jigsaw puzzle.

Restlessly we pace the aisles,

damning the minutes - waiting, waiting, waiting for the station.

Sooner or later, we realize there is no station,no one place to arrive.

The true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a dream.

It constantly outdistances us.

"Relish the moment" is a good motto. It isn't the burdens of today that drive men mad.

It is the regrets over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow.

Regret and fear are twin thieves who rob us of today. Regret is reality, after the facts.

So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles.

Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot more often,

swim more rivers, watch more sunsets,laugh more, cry less.

Life must be lived as we go along. …The STATION will come soon enough.

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 In fact the song of an oldie Anand also possibly captures the same essence

Zindagi ...kaisi hai paheli, haaye ;Kabhi to hansaaye kabhi ye rulaaye ;Zindagi...

Kabhi dekho man nahi jaage peechhe peechhe sapno ke bhaage ;Ek din sapno ka raahi chalaa jaaye sapno ke aage kaha ;Zindagi...

Jinhone sajaaye yaha mele sukh-dukh sang-sang jhele ;Wahi chunkar khaamoshi yu chali jaaye akele kaha

Zindagi...

So friends 

The tide recedes but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand

The sun goes down ,but the gentle warmth still lingers on the land

The music stops, but it still echoes on its sweet refrains

For every joy that passes, and someone you miss by ,something beautiful remains , forever ....

So watch your thoughts for they become words

Watch your words for they become actions

Watch your actions for they become habits..