{"id":565,"date":"2019-05-10T12:56:29","date_gmt":"2019-05-10T12:56:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/?p=565"},"modified":"2019-05-10T12:56:29","modified_gmt":"2019-05-10T12:56:29","slug":"the-sands-of-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.navhindtimes.in\/kuriocity\/the-sands-of-time\/","title":{"rendered":"The sands of time"},"content":{"rendered":"

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By Preetika Kamat<\/strong><\/h3>\n

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As I stood on the shore of life\u2019s prettiest beach,
\nWith the waves of future promises lapping at my feet,
\nEvery grain of sand I tread on told a tale so sweet;
\nTales to recollect, to cherish, to keep.
\nSome shells adorn the shore,
\nsignifying the precious moments of the times no more.
\nThe choice is tough;
\nto let go and sail on the waves of what is to come,
\nor to hold on to the shells of what has already gone.
\nAnd as I stood there and looked upon the waters of possibility,
\nI decided it was a risk worth taking,
\nfor I may discover another pretty beach.<\/p>\n

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(Writer is a student at GEC)<\/h5>\n

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