Little Rosy sat beneath the night sky, gazing meditatively at the eerie firmament and the tiny gleaming stars that adorned it. Gentle breeze skimmed her ruddy, velvety cheeks and ruffled her curly locks. Her moonlit visage had a captivating charm and an even prettier innocence, disclosed in that very moment. The flickering fireflies added on to her company.
As she sat mum, relishing the solitude, her eyes caught something, something that just skittered fleetingly across the sky. She stood up instantly and came running a few steps ahead and if it wasn't that distant she'd jump and grasp it too. The clustered star had now dispersed its vivid colors all around. It was like watching a cracker burst itself in the air intending to spread ecstasy everywhere. She gazed in awe for a little while and then came back and sat as before. She thought to herself how beautiful the star was before and even after it broke down; it didn't loose its beauty.
It became a sight of pleasure and amazement for a few; a memorable instant embossed in someone's memory; for many an entity to wish upon; a glimmer of hope for the spirits in despair and for a preschooler like Rosy a reason to ponder upon "How until it was a part of this vast cosmos, made those many eyes stare at it pleasingly and even at its demise, it did not forget to make people realize its magnificent essence and elapsed bringing about smiles on different faces and soothing different hearts."
Don't you find it quite similar to the life one lives and the way it should be lived? Spread smiles until you are alive and even when there's a mob gathered at your funeral, let their tears drop remembering all the good times and memories you have left them with and may every bit of you ,be cherished forever in their reminiscence. The motive of your being will only be accomplished then.
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