Friday, December 14, 2018
Sparkling Green eyes, fair complexion, jet Black hair under a peculiarly beaded head cap. A handsome face dripping down sweaty droplets and perfectly slim limbs he had beneath his ‘BLACK SALWAR KURTAA’. Not much older than 11 and in...
When the sky seems to be dull. When moon is no longer a shine of beauty. When Morning doesn't bring a ray of hope. When glimpse on sun gives sharp pain and eyes compact, dreams die and world become...
Moist rain drops. Strong summer's sunset. Grey winter's mist. Sullen rustle of autumn's leaves. Winsome spring's glow. Memories made. Titters and tears. Sunless days . Alluring nights and potent evenings. A vigorous story. An year made. Tears of December'14...
Gleeful faces. Children playing. Grand people's prayers.Guests, a blessing. Uprightness. Meaningful Hugs. Trust and reliance. Sharing and Charity. Packed prayer houses. Pure candid  but no-where fake-ness. A real smile. Acts for the sake of goodness. Love that proclaim inner...
Acutely Handicap.Blank brain. Despondency.Obstructions. Here and there all the trees seem to be malicious. Gloom-ridden heart. Darkness in the Sun's light. These absolutely heartbreaking feelings are of none other but now days' young people. Life, a monopoly, is subjected to...
When morning chirping birds brought new stories. When every day was a new day. When Sun shone and so their hearts. Breakfast, lunch, evening tea and dinner all together. Street boys and their yayys. Active and energetic towns. Evening...
The Flight ZA-31 is high above in the sky. We can't find any sign of its homecoming. Seems like a glittering star enhancing the allure of  wide bluish black sky. spreading its shine in the gloom of night. Yes, Flight ZA-31...
Black and White. No chitter of hope. No desire. Dreams shattered. Empty hearts. Words lost.Red tired eyes. People Leave.Dark moment. You feel alone in hustle bustle of this world. THERE IS NO SHOULDER BUT STILL YOU SEARCH FOR ONE. BUT...

Positivism

Slow sad susurrous rustle of autumn leaves. Gone sun has forgotten to shine again. Seems like gone souls have taken key of life from mother Earth with themselves. I see singers composing sullen composition in their memory. writers writing...
Sun was shining. Birds were chirping. Leaves were rustling. Bees were buzzing. Wind was blowing. All living beings were paying attentions to Almighty. like wise, students in school were also busy in remembering their Creator. After assembly, different grades...
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