She said, “It’s not a happy ending always.”
How do we decide whether something ends?
When something is so bad that we call them dead ends?
How do we decide whether it’s a failure or loss?
Where is the thin line to get across?
There must have been a million stages
Where from the book of our life we wanted to reduce pages.
But have we ever thought about why our book came to life
It didn’t come for this mind strife.
Where we wondered about happy endings
Rather, we got it as a gift to play the best innings.
All our life books got published for us to create brilliant stories
Preferably, to invent glories.
Let’s begin a new sentence after every full stop
And with every end again, let’s take it from the top.