When just five words encapsulate LIFE- " Bench, Swing, Work,record,parrot"



                                          Photo credits- Meaningfullife.com
                                           

Game of life often oscillates between “Bench” and a “Swing”. It always tries to maintain balance between moments of bliss and sorrow. Sometimes we get to enjoy the beautiful moments that allow us to sit back, relax and enjoy just the way we rest on a bench in a beautiful park. But on the other side, we are pushed into innumerable tests and unwelcoming situations that often make us feel unstable exactly representing a ride on a swing.

Purpose of life is not just working and searching for happiness. The best way to live life is to keep moving forward and living every moment with acceptance whether bliss or sorrow. Record only the best feelings which will induce the will to live till the end. Let us imbibe this best quality of a parrot which is “imitation” and live by simply imitating the voice of our hearts with a feeling of supreme serenity. 

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