Did anyone promise us that life would always be rosy
Why then do we sit with such a notion so cosy
The good times we take for granted
But the tough times we begrudge
Let’s remember the lines of the ECG
They remind us that as long as we are alive , there will be ups and downs
Only when dead , will it be a straight line
Those who can’t accept this reality pay a heavy fine
To stay strong or whine
The choice is always mine
Musings by Charu Ahuja 🙏❤️
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