It is an undeniable fact that we are living in a patriarchal society, where still birth of a boy is more celebrated than a that of a girl.
But, a family is incomplete without a girl.
A girl plays many role throughout her life...
First being a daughter,then a sister, followed by a friend, someone's wife, a mother, an employee, an employer and what not!
Still her journey is incomplete as she has to carry all her loved ones on her shoulders.
She throughout her life goes through numerous hardships but not at any instance even show a trace of pain on her face but instead puts a smile on her face and keeps on moving.
These are not something anyone can do and for this they deserve lot of respect and love.
Because without them, this world is Impossible.-
On the mellow petal, few drops of dew,
Captivating the view with a lake blue hue.
The far the sight, the land is wide,
At the brink of brook, on the moutain's side.
Soothing soul, the moist breeze flow,
Skimming agony, the cool water flow.
Sweet chirping of birds fly,
Taking all over the misty sky.
The sun blazing through shimmering white,
Wiping away any trance of plight.
Much beyond where many things lie,
There's many more to this in the valley of the sky-
Underneath the light of night shade.
Inexplicable these thoughts fade.
Somewhere far in cosmos,Nebulas shine,
Are they,their cause twine.
Far away somewhere everything bend,
Where even our imagination end.
Even there the scorching freeze,
Fate twists,the hollow seize.
Somewhere, something beyond reach,
Barricades hard enough to breach.
Carved dimensions one of a kind,
Somewhere it is, will we find?
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Its shattered pieces
My heart, my mind, its content
But I still believe.-
When you think all the efforts are vain,
That there is no trace of peace in pain,
And everything seems hard to explain,
Just have your calm maintain,
And say there is no hard time that remain.-
Its easy to unravel space,time and distortion,
Rather than to decipher your own temptation and emotions-
For anything lost, something Is made
Because everything acquired has a price being paid.-
It's utmost true that we live in a patriarchal society, where still birth of a boy is more celebrated than a that of a girl. 😢😢
But, a family is incomplete without a girl.
A girl plays many role throughout her life...
First being a daughter,then a sister, followed by a friend someone's wife...
But her life gets completed when she becomes a mother.
Carrying a life for 9 months and then carrying that life for life long.
She sacrifices her today for her
children's tommorow .She never once considers She gives everything, every happiness which she never got herself.
Like this she spends her life to give us our life. 😍
If somebody ask me what love is ?
I would simply say - " It is the bond I and my mother share,which can't be seen or touched but can only be felt and cherished by our warm hearts "
This Mother's Day I would like to give my mom the love and the respect she deserves for spending her everything in making what I am and what I would be.
If you too love your mom immensely then please give your valuable time in saying "mom you are the best and I love you a lot "
Dedicated to all those mothers who made our today spending theirs yesterday
[Love you infinity,mom]
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Buzz-buzz ,Buzz-buzz, Buzz-buzz....
He striked the alarm to shut it at once.
Its 8:00 AM
Beep beep....
"We are meeting at crossing bridge at 10"
She pinged.
"At your service my ma'am",he replied.
Its 9:56 AM, at crossing bridge.
Standing over the crossing,she had her black one piece casualwear on....
"I can't take my eyes of you",he said in mesmerized tone.
"You'r a bad flirter you know, right?"
She said hiding her blush.
Walking the way,they reached the market square.
"You surely had missed your morning coffee, right?... lemme bring for you"he said and went to cross the road.
(How does he knows?...she said in her thoughts)
On reaching the other side of road...
The loud deafening sound of zooming car and the tyre-ground screech passed through his ears like a lightning bolt.
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Upon the break of twilight, around the square of the street,
He sat on a seat, beside the glimmering light of the lamp.
Drenched wet, unable to distinguish if the drops were from skies or his own eyes.
Unable to comprehend if it was his heart or his head that burnt.
Next to his astonishment, he found no more drizzling nudging him but a sunshade over his head.
There was a caressing hand stroking his damp hair,
And on next instant he found himself taken in a warm embrace, with a sweet voice that whispered in his ears,
" You know, its totally okay to be not okay".
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