Life is not predictable;
It plays pranks with us,
Those who want children have none,
Those who do not want have bucket-full!
We can plan our life with utmost care,
But Destiny does not lead us there;
Through twists and turns it leads us through,
To somewhere that is totally new!
How many of us can boast:
Sailing through Life in a boat,
In calm seas as we have chartered,
Without encountering any storm or turbulence?
Is this the whole irony of life:
That we take Destiny by its horns;
Do battle against all odds,
To keep our boat on course?