But none with even a tinge of pride.
Guilt, sorrow, happiness - all interspersed with hope,
All i know is - this is no joke.
Life's fair; only sometimes,
I console thyself, every morning, every night;
And who decides what's fair?
Atleast not the one in despair.
Deeper introspection makes me wonder,
What's the net loss of this blunder?
That's when the face hosts a smile,
Cause for my first blog - Whorthwhile!!!
