It’s you who wake up and make a bed to start the day, the day that’s makes you, you.
It’s you who bridge the courage and your “what to do” by walking aloof, long, never guided, appreciated and situated. Though you decided not to stop to the dream which never come true.
Looking at your tired boots and feet’s asking for new shoe, It’s you who makes a new Bru and straight walk thru.
Daily bread call you by your name and ask you “dear what you going through” A small regular day urges to shine upon to see if you welcome them to your home too.
This moment of bliss and bloom when you now may do what you want to do, this simple small baked cookie like success is YOU.
By Neeraj Goel
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