The lake had always heard That the sea is very huge and deep It always wanted to see the sea Through mountains it always used to peep With lot of sadness and broken heart It always used to imagine and think "I am so small, I have no dolphins In my stomach, the wastes stink" It prayed to god "I wanna talk to you Please come out of those dense clouds My sad heart wants to speak to you" Through the clouds came a divine light God's smiling face was shining golden bright As soon as the lake thought of its own Outraged and angry, it burst out at God "Why I have been given this birth? You are a cheat! You are a fraud" "I neither nurture the fierce sharks Nor do I have the beautiful dolphins I don’t even have those huge waves. Why am I being punished? What are my sins?" In a very calm and sweet voice Came god's instantaneous reply "One day you will know. One day you will realize. You will get the answer for your this 'why' " As god vanished into the clouds The Lake still whirled and moved rough But finally calmed down And made itself tough The days passed The lake still unhappy and unsatisfied It was still sad And sometimes it really cried One fine day Out of those high mountains, the sea peeped For the first time, it saw the life on other side It was really amazed and an envy creeped. As the lake stared at him, the sea opened its mouth and started speaking "You are so lucky. You are so fortunate You feed the cattle and grow the lotus You are so beautiful. You are so great You cool the village in times of heat Your sweet water quenches people's thirst You mean them life. They owe you a lot. In times of desperation, they remember you first.” As the lake looked confused and puzzled, The sea went on to speak out its heart "You yourself don’t know what you are. You don’t know that you represent god's best art" Given a chance, I would always like to be a lake And be a source of people’s happiness You may not have the sharks and dolphins But your flowers are offered to the great HIGHNESS My water is salty I cannot have flowers People curse me for my high tides Destruction results due to my powers Please, Please for Heaven's sake I wish I was also a beautiful lake Surprised and shocked, the lake asked "Do you really mean whatever you said?" The sea wept and slowly nodded And returned quietly to its own bed At that instance, in the lake's waters A nice and beautiful lotus bloomed The lake felt enlightened And the environment gloomed Since then, the lake has always smiled And showered its love on every child You may not be rich You may not have the best looks You may not have what others have You may not be the best of cooks But you are definitely best at something Something at which others are really bad So be contented with your own properties Be a master in your own skills, and never let yourself to be sad Life is to be lived Life is to be cherished You cannot regain your moments of life Once they are really lost and vanished Everyone has a talent in himself Make use of it at its full Enjoy your art, enjoy your skills And make your life meaningful!