TEARS, THEY ROLL ON AFTER DEAR ONES HAVE DEPARTED

TEARS, THEY ROLL ON AFTER DEAR ONES HAVE DEPARTED

Tears, they roll on after dear ones have departed. But when they are there, we waste our efforts in frivolous fights that amount to nothing. Value the people around ; value not vanity that tears relations, splits hearts apart. Human life is so precious, human relations even more so. Live to love, so, love to live. Love on till the heart thrills to the divine damsel's dance, the flautist's final call for freedom across the bank of ephemeral dreams unto the realm of the real where separation sunders not sublime strains of unheard melody.

Written by Sugata Bose