In a baby’s breath, one can realise the length of a second.
Vast and great is time, yet we hang it on a mere wall, forgetting its greatness in grains of sand.
Against all odds, it lives forever, with every child born, with every shedded tear.
Nudging you to remember, that it is precious, so live life to the fullest, live it without fear.
Happy birthday
12th March 1980---
“The death of a man is grieved and last mere generations, but the legacy he leaves behind will stay as ancient as time.”
Shahrman Nair...
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