in the streams of life

in the streams of life men and women dreams about thier lives thats yet to be lived,we often dream of what we dont get,but we never cherish what we have,in life that we live we are often left in solitude even when there are people around...thats when we wander in our thoughts.life gets to you only when u live each one of our day as the last.man who starts to live has not one but hundred chance procastination is an evil which every man and woman fall prey to.we always ending up waiting for something which was never ours...future is an interesting aspect of life we often dream about it,we try to predict we make plans for it end of the day its something which is totally different.lets not make plans of what is to be,lets accept it and live with it.its better to live a life of butterfly as they count moments not minutes.as we stroll as the realm of life we tend to be torn apart from the ones closest to our heart starting from your kindergarden teacher to your kids.in the end we go the way we came into this world.thanking everyone good or bad,happy or sad for making this meaningless life that we lived as meaningful one by making their presence felt.