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The Night.

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The night is not very dark.

Its just that the sun has gone over to the other side.

Night itself is beautiful,

Wherein lies the best of the sky.

The stars are clear,

The birds are back to their homes.

The clouds have dissipated,

And the milky way is vast and all around,

And looks as if it is very old but new.

The stars are old friends of mine,

So are the mountains,

These are divisions in between which make the unknown seen.

The countries which are glowing in the far away lands,

Are often sought after as the nights there are seemed to be different, though they are not.

The night is same for all, but people and their mind set are what, which makes the divisions existent.

The night is a time when all must rest.

The owls must do their duty and keep on rotating their heads.

The night is a time,

When a child hears a story from his mother.

In such beautiful nights life becomes dearer and dearer.

Adios!

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The Smaller Boy.

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Little Anthony was a small boy,

Who used to ride a bicycle.

His mother had gifted him one,

And for him, it was fun.

Little Anthony,

Would go to the market on the bicycle,

With his mother walking by his side.

There he met a smaller boy,

Who was younger to him,

But had a larger bicycle.

Soon,Anthony was facinated by it,

And asked his mother for a bigger bicycle.

Lily, his mother, gently said no to him

Anthony understood and didn’t ask for it again.

After two years, one day when Anthony returned home,

Lily gave a shout”Surprise” and opened the door for him.

There was a bigger cycle and a cricket set waiting for him.

Anthony was very happy seeing both of his gifts,

And went out to play with them.

But, he has grown up now to the age of thirty,

And has two kids aged four and three,

Yet his old cycle, the one which Lily brought for him first is with him.

He cleans it regularly and has kept a teddy bear on its seat.

Lily is now aged 55,

His dad is aged about 60,

But his first bicycle remains evergreen for him.

Adios!

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Attitude.(Part-2)

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Attitude is what defines a person. A person may or may not be aware of his or her attitude/ attitudes.

It seldom reflects what has been taught by the elders to that person. A person as he/she grows up develops their own attitude.

Nowadays, an attitude is a rage among people of various stratas of life and that is as soon as they finish speaking with someone, they plug in their earphones into their earlobes and start listening to music.

If you need to talk back to them, you would have to scream or shout at the highest octave of your voice . Then like a mouse squeaking out of its dug hole, they ask in a voice much lower than that of a  mouse, “Sir, were you saying something.”

Another attitude which is highly existent among shopkeepers is talking to a customer with a voice which is full of heaviness and nonsense. They speak as if they are the only shopkeepers existent and if you want to buy then buy, otherwise, search for some other shop.

There are few shopkeepers who treat the customers as God, but now a very few of them remain.

Attitude and its vastness can be seen everywhere, yet very few learn from it or correct it.

I will write more about attitude in my subsequent posts.

Adios!

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Attitude.(Part-1)

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Attitude is what defines a person. Anbody who potrays himself as the next generation hunk, is nearly like by nobody.

There are many types of attitudes.

Most of them are ego based.

A person who is highly placed in society may simply nod his head in reply to being said -“Good Morning” by someone whose position may not be equivalent to that person in terms of earnings, position, and connects and mind.

Mind plays a big role in attitude. Mind is directly proportional to power.

Women, who have high power or even little power, often display and pour their grace on their chosen ones and the others have to bear the brunt of their high ended attitude.

Attitude is a troublesome problems of humans

People who have known each other for many years act ignorant or as a hypocrite when they cross each other across the footpath.

People have forgotten about the good natures which existed ever in the species Homo sapiens. The qualities such as kindness, good samaritanship and the better qualities of being civilised are now hardly found or are missing or mentally coded into being delted from the system (the core/soul which runs us).

Attitude and its problems or its display of niceness are as criss crossed as the infinity minute and vast as the neurons in our brain.

Anything which is small and little, often gives more trouble than the majority of the other things.

Attitude is like a creeper plant, waiting to find its host.Once it takes grip of its host, then mostly it is game over. It digs roots deep into the soul, mind and body.

In my subsequent posts I will write more about attitude and its domain.

Adios!