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Seamless Sky.

The seamless sky,

Is very beautiful.

It runs from one end to the another end,

But the ends don’t meet.

The seamless sky is magnanimous and

Full of God’s imagination.

It’s where the angels play and have lot of fun.

But the clouds say “statue”,

When they become tired,

They drink a lot of cloud water,

And sing a little song.

Just like the humming bird,

The angels fly backwards,

Simply, because the sky is vast,

Doesn’t mean that it won’t bask.

It basks in its own glory,

And stays happy.

It is the seamless sky,

Oh! What a view atlast.

Adios!

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The Night.

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.

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)

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!