MY WORLD OF TRUTH

So is the latter tale of a misguided and care free yesterday. A day that never fades with time, rather it clings to the memory like a helpless child cling to its mother.

Now the eyes is open wide, the heart is racing fast, the mind has traveled so far searching for a better picture, a picture that leaves out the scary scar of “yesterday”.
A farmer is never scared of yesterday, because that was the day he sowed his seed, a thief never sleeps when he remembers there is still a reality behind yesterday. A mother remembers the agony of yesterday’s labour and smile takes over her face.

A lazy man remembers yesterday and burst into tears, because of the wasted years. Why should our yesterday scare our today and why should it haunt our tomorrow. The one who created heaven and earth has put in our hands the power to influence the fruit produced by the tree of our yesterday, will it be a sweet or bitter one, which is a golden question.

The wicked sleeps in restlessness, turns and sweat in fear when he thinks or sees the picture of yesterday on the bedroom wall.
A nation coming out of a violent revolution, never wants to remember or associate with its yesterday. A father who has a wayward son curse and spit at yesterday.

We all wish that the beautiful and sweet reality of today eats up the scary and regretful memories of yesterday, but one thing will always remain, “ONLY YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID WITH YOUR YESTERDAY”, so only you will live with the fear, anxiety, torment, hope, joy, happiness or regrets of its memories and eventual reality, which could be either beautiful or ugly.