Some days are not as bright as the others. Different elements cloud the brain, thought and perspective. It becomes easy to get lost and lose the way in such a situation. But there is always a tiny light at the end of the dark tunnel that keeps things lighted enough for the sight beyond all this. The light may be the ray of hope for betterment or the shining silver lining amongst the dark clouds. It may be the warmth of love or the tenderness of care. Whatever this light may be for someone, I pray that may it never fade away for anyone.
