We walk on roads, narrow and wide
All our paths universally collide
While some live and some die
For different reasons we all cry
We do not decide to be born
But decide to live, from dusk to dawn
The word 'life' may be scientifically defined
But it does not lead us to any confines
It give and gives, and takes even more
But even then, life we adore
So until your number sweet death dials
I hope the crying sun makes you smile
-Aditi Shetty.
