KALEIDOSCOPE...

Life is a kaleidoscopic view...colourful..hundreds n thousands f patterns..
nostalgia f past..dynamicity f presence..imaginative future..

TRASH..

Trash..as word implies sumthin thats gud for nothin..d load f trash is increasing in d surroundings as well as in the mind of people..if d seen trash is heaping in d earth d unseen trash is heaping in d minds..












d increasing amount f trash vil becum a curse to d environment in d near future..so itz time to unite to save earth..as well as the minds which is less valuable dan the trash..

BOOKS....

Books...sum vil have got excited hearing dis n sum may have skip to d next topic hearing dis..

but the world f words is quite interesting..each book will leave behinds sumthing in mind whether its good r bad...its a solution against d solitude...


a passion for those who love words...and a pillow for those who didn't find an apt place to sleep.. and kills boredom 2 sum what extent...

RAIN....

Its gorgeous....the glittering threads....the splintering beads..the dripping sound against silence...
itz a heavenly reverberation lik the applause f the angels when it hits d earth n mind....

rain....itz amazing
d shower f hope..
d drops f life...
d splash f feelings....
d music f nature...
and an end f a dream probably for a beginning.....

TIME..

I think time is something dat we should conquer..

Being a winner over time may make us more superior among others...

But there are some strange things with the time that I tried to manage..

Sometimes I dream f a time machine that can pause the wonderful moments f life..which I can replay when I want..May be a frantic thought ..even though sometimes I hope for it..






The second thing is that I want to make a fast forward f even the slightest part f an incident in bad time.If I think I had the power to edit those sequences ,I think I will be the master f time.....

The third thing is that when I am with my dearest ones hours are feeling like split seconds and while sitting alone in the veranda thinking about a lonely life I feel even a second is going in an hour....


Sometimes I feel it was a curse to be part f a particular time..But after a long period meeting new barriers I feel that situations I cursed once had become a boon now..



Sometimes I loss my soul like the beats f a clock and sometimes regains it like the beats of a wrist watch..
TIME....I can't defeat you as I am so poor in fighting against the sensible situations....

Oh..BigBen..the echoes from your radius and curvatures may be one f the hardest tasks which I couldn't ever win over....