Where do we come from ? why are we here? where do we go when we die? living an undeciphered life based on an encrypted existence of time and space.
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 saw the old oak bench staring back at me, reflecting the pale moonlight. Maybe that’s why a diamond that shines by itself is called a solitaire.
First poem emphasizes on the beauty of the nature. It tell us to live every moment of our lives and live to our fullest potential. Second poem is about the past memories which the girl wants to forget but is unable to.
Those small colorful birds singing their songs, smarting the stillness out of dawn, turning smog and loneliness brought to world by the passing night into colorful, joyish hour.
Love is beauty life is duty hopes are flowers No one’s thoughts, no barrier No things, no dreams But live the life careless carefree
The morning after … The despair, the hopelessness, the despondency of a man whose wife passed away … The dread of a new dawn.
He cried that day on the lunch like a baby, tears rivered down . Santa had given him the only present he could ask for.
“Philip.” Santa smiled. “ You’re going to space.”
Read the whole love story, let your imagination run wild. If and only if unable to get context, think of stars and rain.
It’s a Hindi story of about new year revolution and a poor girl “Moti”. We have so many dreams or planing for new year but she.. She can’t afford a good Quilt only.