Moments come in life, When you cry and weep, You have to hear, Harsh sounding words, Though message carrying sweet. You moisten those moments, With sadness and tears, Finally you recognize their worth, Somewhere down the years. You curse yourself n now feel sorry, For the time you wasted, In silly tears and worry. Further, you waste it, In deep regret, That terrible mistake, How can you forget? You forget your present, And worry about the past, You don’t realize that, Moments are slipping fast. It is now you can catch them, And fasten your grip, You don’t realize this all, Finally, they also slip. You should live your present, Not for the next day, You can never be sure, Whether it comes your way. Also, Don’t worry ‘bout the future, It will itself unfold. Don’t rush for the end, Let the story be told. Make most of it, When it is the right time, Remember the old proverb, ‘Make hay while the Sun shines.’ Take my word, dear friend, ‘Coz experience gives it birth, So that moments don’t slip, Before you realize their worth. (40)