Identity (Poem)
It is the one which signifies who we are,
It is known by our activities in public,
Extroverted people are truly outspoken,
Whereas Introverted people are shy to speak.
Ambiverted people can adapt to both qualities.

Society and family influence the kid’s behaviour,
Where superiority and inferiority complex play as heck,
If a guy is brought up in a needy condition,
He may gather a rush without any support to go to the highest peak,
If a guy is born rich, he may get confidence as one of his qualities.

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Mom & Daughter (Poem)
A mom-daughter relationship is not as significant as a mom and son,
Because mothers don't do any favour for a reason.

Mom was not attractive as a girl in childhood,
Because she may remain strict and aloof, not as a dude.

As a youngster, her love was known,
But can’t be understood due to the age zone.

After marriage, her advice is more valuable for running daily life,
In case of trouble, she immediately gives the solution to the strife.

At times, Mom talks to the daughter about the worst men they face,
In that instance, the daughter understands the nature of womanhood from trance.

Mother and Daughter relationship is valuable because it varies but never wither,
Every woman's mother’s love is understood only after she becomes a mother.

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PETALS ON THE GANGA (Book Review)
Author: Ruskin Bond
Genre: Biographical fiction
Plot: The experience and memories of the author revolving around the paths, foothills, cities, villages and grasslands of the Himalayas. The trees, animals, birds and climate play a major role in the plot.
If readers need a vacation to explore a greeny landscape, reading this book will surely give it, because the words replenish the soul and provide peace to the mind.
Wherever the reader belongs, the chill gust of the Himalayas will be felt at every moment while reading the book.

Cherishing line: "Harold would spread out his wings and dance, tumbling about like a circus clown.”- HAROLD THE HORNBILL

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Youth (Poem)
It is not defined by age and by appearance,
It is a state of mind to be fresh and sweet,
Crests and troughs are common in everyone’s life,
But regaining from the downfall is the man’s perseverance.

People look older than their age as if they are in a trance,
Older people look young if their habits are neat,
Motivation should arise from oneself,
Even if the bad days persist, the heart should not go to any booze.

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வாழ்க்கையின் ரகசியங்களை அறிந்து கொள்வதிலா சுவாரஸ்யம்??

வாழ்ந்து ஒவ்வொறு தருணத்தில் அதை புதிதாக காண்பதே சுவாரஸ்யம்…

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Hard Days (Poem)
When hard days arise,
We are both mentally and physically tired.
When that hard day continues,
It creates depression and anxiety in the mind.

After being used to those hard days,
We start to accept it without regression.
After a set of time lapses,
It’ll give energy due to handling it successfully with satisfaction.

Mind craves for normal days and life,
But if life has approached, it’ll feel arid.

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Umbilical connection (Poem)
270 days of unseen love come to an end,
Now the love has a tiny face with an entire beauty inbound.

The petite figure came out with the full growth of a human child,
But the structure is too small which might make anyone glide.

The pain of the mother fades when she meets the infant,
The umbilical cord may be cut, but their relationship is the most dominant.

Because their relationship is not only made up of blood and muscles,
But also as a generation successor as it is followed up from the beginning of human races.

It's the belief that they will ensue our traditional habitudes,
To carry our genes long on our planet after our demise.

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Mysterious night (Poem-2)
Suddenly noise of utensils falling is heard from the kitchen, out of sight,
Sister instigated that it may be the work of a neighbourhood cat, that’s naughty!
Mom rushed to check the kitchen as a prime,
Now our ears are torn by hearing the voice of Mother shouting!

I screamed in bed literally in the middle of the morning light,
And consoled myself as a dream, that’s petty!
Mom informed me that she had seen the utensils fall to the floor without a clam,
Is it a dream or a Deja Vu, I keep on thinking!

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Mysterious night (Poem-1)
That was a full moon night,
And there was a power outage all over the city,
Families of every house tiptoed to their upstairs for quality time,
Dogs rambled within the compounds and roads howling.

The chimes of the insects and beetles rang bright,
Trees look gigantic in the dark scene as a yeti,
The shadow of clothes hanging on the coir answers the mild breeze as a rhyme,
Trees quiver and forbid the entry of light from street car beaming.

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Never forbid her from going to school, higher studies, working place other career heights on the basis of gender.

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