TEARS OF JOY

With gorgeous clear sky hovering over the sandy village of Millimani-GT,on a july morning i was born. Unfortunately,no one was enthralled or ecstatic. Gloomy images was what engulfed the village and it was really palpable. All and sundry had reservation about my survival,on account of i being born before time(stayed in my mother's womb for 6 and half months)hence the name BILLIE. To them my death was just a matter of time,and theirs was cut and dry conclusion.. Alas! By the grace of Allah(S.W.T) i survived and am still kicking donkey years after that melancholic day. Today i shed tears of joy,the kid whose survival was doubted, completed writing the last chapter of his yet to be published book-WALKING DOWN THE MEMORY LANE. Today, i learnt once you can write an alphabet,you can write a book of 100 million pages. It is a matter of believing it's possible and taking the cross millimetre by millimetre. GOOD PEOPLE, ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE IF YOU BELIEVE IN YOURSELF.