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Life ----- Jyotishka Sen Such a strange thing showing you the way all the while causing you to be wary of solutions as naïve as a new born baby. Though there are some of us who trust it and live as happily as a summer child frolicking through the amber meadows. My relative for one knew this. She was a master dancer knowing when to take the step, jump the chance, and bow to the crowd. Unfortunately, she never danced with her closest acquaintances, being the tallest of the group it was a real torment not having the chance due to her slender build. And how did she respond? She never cared as long as she drew breathe and strolled the Earth enjoying the gift of life. Her philosophy was that life is like a plane with you as the pilot safely nestled into a vessel that goes as high as you want it to. She often had many a visit or two to the infirmary, contracting many ailments and a cough that left her with a raspy tenor. Doing what she could and inquiring the help of oth