In a drunken stupor, he went on his way, as if troubles and late hours are capable of making someone drunk. With very step he faltered, trying to maintain his balance .Every passerby gave him questioning looks .He still walked on trying to drag his aching legs, because he still had a long way to go.
Then he saw a small kid standing by the side of the road .He was totally engrossed in collecting colorful pebbles. His clothes were in tatters, his hair was dry and coarse and legs were muddy, still this didn't appear to matter to him at all. He was just enjoying the bliss of novelty, lost amongst the colorful stones as if they were priceless.
Seeing the boy, he pondered why am I troubled, why can’t I also just enjoy the simple pleasures of life and get lost in the rainbow of shades of life ..Happily he trudged on , thanking God for all.
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