At the end of the day,
we hardly remember that how much we longed for the sunrise ..
when we hardly remember that how much we celebrated it's coming,
with peers and cheers !!
So is the life ....
So is the time ....
 |
| Kolkata India, December 30, 2012. Photo: Reuters |
And we passes by ....
 |
| New Delhi, India, December 30, 2012. Photo ASSOCIATED PRESS |
Nouns hardly matter,
as this belongs to us all,
or we belong to this all,
or we belong to this all,
irrespective of people and places
shown in the picture....
****
Time passes like the winter wind.
It is felt for the moment - intensely
And like the wind, fades away into the darkness of the past.
IT CAN NEVER BE RECAPTURED, NEVER RETURNED.
It is a single coming and going -
Every moment comes but once, lingers a while, and is gone.
More precious than gold, more common than stones,
It is an element one never has enough of.
It is felt for the moment - intensely
And like the wind, fades away into the darkness of the past.
IT CAN NEVER BE RECAPTURED, NEVER RETURNED.
It is a single coming and going -
Every moment comes but once, lingers a while, and is gone.
More precious than gold, more common than stones,
It is an element one never has enough of.
--- Written in 1953 by Benedicto S. David
(Filipino student at Marquette Univ., Milwaukee, Wisconsin)
--- Submitted by Julie Feliciano --- Phillipines
(Filipino student at Marquette Univ., Milwaukee, Wisconsin)
--- Submitted by Julie Feliciano --- Phillipines
Following are some pictures,
showing us celebrating the coming of 2012
all across the world,
with much fanfare....
No comments:
Post a Comment