At birth, your life was a plain canvas.
Your potential is the colours.
Your choices are the strokes on the canvas.
At death, this canvas
will either be a treasured masterpiece
or an unnoticed scribbling.
That would be the judgment day
on how good a painter you were
in painting your life.
Excerpted from ‘Unposted Letter’ by T.T. Ranga Rajan
Your potential is the colours.
Your choices are the strokes on the canvas.
At death, this canvas
will either be a treasured masterpiece
or an unnoticed scribbling.
That would be the judgment day
on how good a painter you were
in painting your life.
Excerpted from ‘Unposted Letter’ by T.T. Ranga Rajan
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