It's simple, It really is!

               For the complications of unknown, we spend most of the time over-thinking and make the most fatal errors at the fork. Why force a winner when you can enforce a stale-mate doing the basics? Just sit back and ride on your path, Enjoy the jolly good surroundings and make a simple yet beautiful world of it.

               Just keep it simple, till you get your bearings back. And believe me, It is quite Simple!

 

Its a simple thing, living.

With lungs that breath,

a heart that beats,

and eyes that speak without needs,

Sipping in the freshness,

Looting The Fridge while your mum busy cleaning the desk,

Talking for hours with buddies with a charm,

and a bit of laughter will do you no harm,

From a seldom shredded tear,

To a tender touch of caring,

Under starlit skies at fortnight, A well-wisher,

Who like always. . . got it right.

Listening to mumma's gossips

and papa's words of wisdom,

a night out with friends,

and their rendezvous to freedom.

Its really simple my friend

For we are good for trillions of relations. .

Its the over-thinking that brings in the complications,

Its the only thing which does all the undoing,

Otherwise its a simple thing my friend, This living. .

-V. V. Talavanekar