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Saturday, February 26, 2005
Charm of... LifeSomethings are best found in books
Fairytales for instance
The magic, the beauty, the charm
That can take you into a trance
Reality still remains
Away from perfectness
And may be thats the reason
It is so much gud to face
And in this world we live
If you find something ideal
One thing is for sure
It just cannot be real
May be somtimes as people say
If we rise above the common being
Above this world of reality
We will find tht perfect thing
But I dont know if
There still will be that charm
The charm of facing this world
Of fighting the raging storm
The joys wouldnt have been happy
If the sorrows were not sad
And if the autumn was not bare
Spring wouldnt have made us glad
The perfectness of fairytales
Would not be fascination then
This world would have been crowded
With similar people, similar men
The charm of reality is that
It is away from being ideal
It is the absence of perfectness
That makes life so much real.
