Life is not only marked by tears but also by happiness.
And life and all that lives is conceived in the mist and not in the crystal so how can it be crystal clear at any point of time?
Our body that is DRY BRUSH paints beautiful pictures taking colours from the environment and thus creating colourful memories of past....in the process our spirited FLAME guides us and nourishes us by showing right path.
This journey which is intermittently consuming ends being ETERNAL FLAME.
I remember few lines written by a renowned poet (forgetting his name),
samay ki shilaa per madhur chitra kitne,
kisi ne banaye kisi ne mitaaye.