Waiting is a mystery
Waiting is a mystery .It is a my stery ,brushing by our face every day like a stary leaf falling from a tree.We wait for mealsto be served,for a letter to arrive ,for a friend to callor show up for a date.We wait in line at cinemas and theaters.We cannot remove this waiting from our lives .Yet current philosophies would hane us forget the need to wait .Do not and drink because tomorrow you will die.But if wish to be real human being at heart,we have to learn to wait .If we don't learn to wait ,we will never leaen to love someone other than ourselves.