Art Of Living

Art Of Living short poem

Uploaded by Ramapriya Nr

Experiences, Good or bad, are lessons learnt in life
Lesson learnt out of experience is reality of life
Reality more often is bitter while expectation always sweeter

One aspires for happiness in life so one sets expectations high
One never desires to be unhappy in life and so is unprepared to face up heaves

Journey of Life is not always a smooth ride
Just like occasional pot holes or humps on otherwise smooth road
happiness in life gets shaken on encountering such upheavals

It is left to the individual how to man over such jolts to continue life journey

Persons who lose balance and crash out while encountering such upheavals die premature

Person who loses balance and falls down but rises up with bruises will survive and continue life with optimism

Person who anticipates upheavals and prepares himself to man over it will lead life in full with happiness

It is the mindset that makes or mars one’s smooth Life’s journey

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Ramapriya Nr

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I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
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