BY NEETIKA SUROOP
I live with acceptance.
The cross of wrong and the tick of right.
This is not a topic for me to fight about.
I live with acceptance.
Saving my values and obeying the morals.
I do everything to the limits of my competence.
I live with acceptance.
I wait until the last spark diffuses.
This is my behavior, so don't be confused.
I always treat the noxious with respect and look beyond the obvious.
But I obey my conscience.
I live with acceptance.
You use rainwater before it gets dirty, and I have made a reservoir for my habitual comfort.
That's my habit—to live in acceptance.
So don't ask me for an answer, or I will refuse.
And, it's just my habit. So, don't be confused.