Miracles do happen. I have a firm belief in miracles, and to be very honest I pity and sympathize with people who don’t. This belief may depend on an individual’s interpretation of a miracle or sometimes on the boundaries he confines himself in.
Even as a child I had always dreamt of the Miracle Man. He was my idol, the savior, the superhero, the ultimate. He still is, all of these albeit from a different perspective. As earlier he doesn’t fly around in fancy dresses. Maybe he is not as unblemished as I had thought, a tad not as awe-inspiring in some ways.
It’s the belief in this miracle man which leads us to do things which may resemble miracles in the least and gives something priceless: Hope :)
