Our life, can it resemble a cupcake ?
We were born a plain cupcake. Some are vanilla, some chocolate, some strawberry, and sone banana.
We are all yummy, but to different people and different tastes.
As we grow older, we start growing whipped cream.
Some have so much whipped cream, that the cupcake underneath doesn't show. Those are our elders.
But, we meet other cupcakes, other people. They shape, change , and mould us into the way we are now.
The other cupcakes have a magnificent role to play in what your cupcake looks like.
The other cupcakes are present on yours as sprinkles. Multicoloured and beautiful they make you. But some cupcakes leave a bad sprinkle, a black one. But dont worry, another sprinkle can cover up.
Sadly some cupcakes have very few sprinkles, and some even have none. Oh those lonely cupcakes, I wish I could encounter one. I'd add at least a sprinkle to it's growing whip.
This book is to honour my sprinkles,and how they helped shape my cupcake.
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