Standing in the lanes of memory And i look forward to the present The path that life followed How beautiful were the days Through which I lead to the present. The joy and sorrow The laughter and the tears The anger and the confusion The days of toil and waiting If placing self at past Life seems to be a beautiful one So lead this life to the best When again You place self in the past Will feel that life was lead And not dragged through days So this beautiful life takes the same path The joy and sorrows lies in How you look at it If all happenings in life are taken as experience Then life is a beautiful book The chapters which are ahead can never be read Only the ones covered can be read So lead life to the best When again you place self in the past Should be happy and feelt that life was lead and worth looking back And feel Life is Beautiful