πΌπΈ
The beauty in sitting alone,
Is in its calm.
You can prospect,
You can improvise.
Mind you,
This all happens in your mind.
There isn’t much,
But there’s a lot,
If you can work in silence.
Adios!
πΌπΈ
The beauty in sitting alone,
Is in its calm.
You can prospect,
You can improvise.
Mind you,
This all happens in your mind.
There isn’t much,
But there’s a lot,
If you can work in silence.
Adios!

My trousers,
Old and faded,
Is kept safely in the almirah.
It was one of my first ones,
And its freshness reminds me,
That what it used to be.
Those old handlooms,
And the smiling glory.
It ain’t simply those trousers,
But the walk and thought of going,
To the journey,
Which though the past,
Brings happiness of many memories.
Adios!

Do you mind,
Writing a letter for me?
I am old and fragile.
Once, I was young too.
Address it to my dearest friend Robin.
The letter goes on to say,
How are you Robin?
How are the things moving?
For me,
The days are frolicking too fast.
Hope to see you soon.
From your old friend,
Josephine.
But that’s not all, send him two postcards from my old collection.
It will remind him of all the old days.
Thank you, my dear one,
For helping me out.
Adios!

Are you foodie?
A true one?
Then be very happy.ππ
As foodies now a days are rare.
People say that they are foodies.
But in reality,
They are the ones who diet mercilessly.
The term “Foodie” has lost its meaming,
In the urban chaos.
A true foodie is a person who really loves a food item,
And appreciates it.
Not a person who simply overeats.
Be an honest foodie and be happy.

Adios!
π.
Hanging trophies,
Rarely seen,
Adornes the wall of a man,
Famously read about and well known.
The trophies are his pleasure,
The catch of his world,
He loves them a lot,
And glistens them,
Every now and then.
Well his trophies are,
And so is he,
But the problem is,
He wants to aquire more of them,
And how to do that,
Is a bit of mystery.
Well so is life;
Isn’t it?
Adios!