Life like a thread
A day before yesterday while helping my mum in stitching I played my part by putting the thread in the needle and in those seconds I was lost comparing the life to the game of needle and the thread. We are all engulfed in thinking day and night about future. If this will happen then what will happen? If I won’t be able to do this then what will I do? What will be others saying about me? and a variety of questions circumscribes us from being what we are. I know very well that these questions remain sheltered somewhere in the subconscious mind. One should not forget these questions because sometimes it makes you take the right decision in your life but only when ifs end with a full stop . Our aim or success in life is like the hole in the needle. It is very small and maybe not even visible from a distance but it is there…. We are the thread of distinct colours at different age group and try hard to succeed in entering through that small gateway - hole of n