Spinach And The Hard Work.

Last morning I bought spinach from the market.After coming home I handed over the bunch to my mother for it needed to be washed, cleaned and the spinach leaves need to be individually separated.

As I handed over the bunch, Ma told me-“Now what? The whole bunch needs to be cleaned and so forth.Who will do that? By simply handing over the bunch your work simply gets over.”

I kept quiet and went to my room.Soon Ma entered my room with a tray on which there were sandwiches and coffee.Ma had made them for me.Ma kept the tray on the table and as she was leaving I held Ma’s arms and said -“Ma please share the sandwiches and the coffee with me.”

Ma-“No, I bought these sandwiches for you.”

I-“Please Ma have the sandwiches with me.”

After a lot of pleading Ma said ” yes”.

As we sat down to have the sandwiches and the coffee. I said-“Ma sorry for the spinach. I will help you clean them.”

Ma patted my back and gave me a big kiss.

I think this how parents teach their children to share the workload.



A Morning Cafe.

A morning cafe,

Has opened its doors.

Steaming hot coffee,

With warm sliced bread 🍞,

Layered with butter and egg white,

Or with jam and apple slices.

Is available there.

This breakfast is a hit over there,

And they have done so well,

That the cafe’s reviews having been appearing on various platforms.

Now, the whole thing is,that there is a top notch cricket facility where one can practice it.

And thus it is superhit combination.



The Winter Has Passed.

The winter has passed.

They were all golden.

They were winter days.

In our country,

In this part,

We don’t get snowfalls.

But the cold winds from the Himalayan range,

Blew and made the perfect coldness.

The level of energy is also different.

Wherein a little wollen or other warm clothes,

You will feel you can do so many work.

Clothes are of different nature- mufflers, coat , pullover,socks and shoes.

It’s a time of spending holidays.

The soldiers spent their nights in their duty around the fire.

Hot soup and hot milkshake are favourite of all.

Any train journey is of so much interest,

The warm morning blankets,

Though you have to leave and get up.

You put yourself in a cardigan.

And had your warm cup of tea and coffee.

Looking at the outside from your window,

You will cherish the sun rays.

Do not feel horrible, if you walk at anytime under the sun.

Winter is the end of the year.

Rest of the year is laid ahead with summer,rainy season, autumn.

Rest is over and now work till the winter starts again.

I love you winter and your specialities.



Red The Colour OF Love.

Why is red the colour of love? Love is proclaimed by a giving a red rose.

Red hearts, red heart shaped balloons, red heart shaped soft toys are famous as harbingers of love.

But why red?

Why not blue or yellow or green or even magenta?

Is it because the colour red emits a sense of passion, a fire which burns deep within you when you meet with your true soul mate. Or is it because of the hype regarding relationships of a man and a woman?

Whatever maybe the reason, red is a beautiful colour to colour with. Anything painted with red looks good provided it is used with appropriateness. Any dress in red (not too dark) which is sober and within limits looks great.

Red is definitely the universal colour of love, but it doesn’t supersede a mother’s and a father’s love for their child and vice versa.

God’s favourite flower is a red rose and maybe that’s because his love is merciful and infinite.