The most brilliant aspect of life, one thing that is constant in all our lives - irrespective of a stressful day, a stupid fight at a traffic signal, the sight of a young child with a begging bowl, the one run loss in a closely fought cricket match, a boss who only knows to boss around, the disappointment of bull turning to bear, the agony of a life lost due to negligence of a doctor, many many more such worrisome and painful moments, - the array of hope that erupts with every newborn day! It is so amazing that the bout of positivity around a new day, at times in spite of knowing the impropable task at hand, contributes to our daily existence - with the hope that a change is round the corner for good. In a nation where the memory is fickle and which in turn defines the adulations and brickbats, its amazing how certain losses can unite or split a nation. There are moments when you hoped that media did not exist, or did not have the prominence it currently commands; however on few occassions I profusely appreciate the media's role. It goes the extra mile to ensure the fickle memory does not set in but instead people take the effort of lining up with candles and few tears down their cheeks. With every passing day, one only hopes that the worst of experiences never returns surfacing its ugly head again, but what life would one have led but for those worse moments. For it is moments like those that help the inner self surface up one step higher than the ugly head, and add on to the rich experiences that shape the personality of an individual. It helps one get a measure of all events and make one stronger to march ahead to take on the rough road ahead without a sense of fear or doubt. No wonder then that the Rising Sun always showers in the brightness to knock off the gloom of a dark night, and make one get up to face the world with renewed hope and optimism. One constant in our lives will always be the Strength of a New Day!