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Everything comes at a price!

I am just done with my morning tea. Summer is here but somehow, the weather seems to be in a good mood since yesterday. It is still pleasant and no-sunny morning though I miss the sun, for the regular dose of my Vit. D.

They say work is very important. One benefit that you can garner from the statement is - that you get to enjoy leisure, you get to feel its tickle deeply. Because it's rare and so, precious. So sitting by my window looking out at trees gets me into some thinking. Trees - the natural but stubborn soldiers of our mother nature. They have to suffer so much for their growth. Even though there are four weathers by text book definitions yet our trees suffer many more than that - sudden rainfall in summers, snowfall in summers, sultry evenings, beautiful summer mornings, the brunt of human beings - they still grow, refuse to give up on their nature. But when those little buds appear on the nodes and afterwards, turn into beautiful flowers and leaves and fruits, all the harshness, the entire suffering suddenly looks worth, the price they paid in order to create beauty becomes worth.

Is it not a good example of what I had put as the title? That everything comes at a price? Look around or better, look inside and you will know. There is price to pay for everything but we should keep doing our jobs no matter how many weathers our eternal text book called life adds in the future.

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    1. Yeah. It is. Sometimes the weather becomes unusually nice too!!

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