Imagine that there is a big chess board.
The Days are printed as white boxes.
The Nights are printed as black boxes.
Now assume that all of us are pawns standing and moving on this chess board of days and night.
Destiny moves us. We go from one box to another box.
During day time we are standing on a white box.
At night we are standing on a black box.
Then one by one, we, these pawns are slain and put back in pawn-box.
This is the meaning of life and Destiny for all of us.
Probably, Khalil Gibran said this story in a poem.
I read this in a book titled Chequered Board by Nevil Shute.
Haresh Raichura
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