Read English article. Beauty matters to all women, but to those who age beautifully, it matters neither too much nor too little.
She now stares at me; a stare that communicates her inconsiderable amount of love for me. I step back in awe, removing my touch from hers.
I sit up with a pen in hand , and a book to scribble thoughts in mind. why am I not drawn to a state of bliss?Is it because of someone I miss?
Love is choosing to see the light. Love is the hope. And most importantly while darkness all over, still you managed to spot beauty in it.
I had no eyes for anyone but Rose. I was mesmerised by the radiant beauty before me. At long last, the priest said ‘I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.’
There was me. I cut my already ear length hair shorter because sometimes i feel that even though hair is necessarily just dead cells, they remember things.
Someone has said the truth– As long as we have something with us, we do not realize its value and when we do not have it with us then we understand its value. This is also applies to our relationships. The same thing happened Pakhi and with Arjun.
A frightening and silent night where I was stuck alone with no much help around. Will it be an end of my journey or will I find my fortune?
Hindi poems about our land, its abilities, qualities, greatness and about saving the trees. The jungles are treasures and we get benefits from them. We are taught to save nature and plant more trees for the future.
Those times when you suddenly realise the smallest flower hidden in between grass. And for the first time see the beauty and majesty of clouds and the breakthrough of sunlight underneath a lush tree.