I walk...through the misty path,whom should I cross,whom i should notYOU know even before I started.I walk...Then a turn YOU hid a happy surpriseAt another , an unexpected blow!Still I walk...Aint that I supposed to do?I walk ...Then the path turns too hard.I feel I might fall, I am lost!Then i saw faces...from nowhere they came!held my hand and lifted me up.I saw YOU in them!I walk...--Priya Pramod