The miracle,
Which stays,
Is love.
The miracle,
Which sings is love.
The miracle which blossoms,
Is love.
Too much of love,
Many do feel,
But without it nothing can and does exist.
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The Miracle.
Tag: History
A Village Railway Station.
Villages for many decades have been lagging behind in development and infrastructure. The difference between any city or town railway station and a village railway station is visible clearly.
That’s what makes such a railway station much more attractive.
I have seen few such railway stations and believe me they are as astonishing as anything.
Tea is sold in small earthen “khuris”. Khuris are small earthen tea holder cups.
You will often find people singing songs over there. The air is extremely fresh and the vendors at such railway stations sell day to day items at much cheaper and lower prices.
The trains which stop at such stations are unique too. Some of them are local trains and some are super fast trains.
The whole concept of it is hugely and vastly different.
Few stations which are located at remote places, don’t even have platforms, People climb the lower stairs of a train to get onto it. I have seen such a train and till the train left, I kept staring at it.
In a village railway station a tea seller would always be shouting-“Tea, tea, hot, hot tea.” They often ask people to buy tea from them. Many village people, use local trains to go their place of work and toil very hard for a day.
The station master holds a great post. He is a babu and he helps people in many ways.
Sometimes, when long distance train comes and stops, the children of the villagers come they observe the train. They even get on the train, to know about it. Then it becomes the station master’s duty to deboard them and to take care that no one travels in it.
The life of a villager is much unique, different and sometimes difficult, but the charm of a village railway station is something which needs to be experienced, to feel it in your veins, to know what travelling in a local train from a village railway station means.
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The Sparrow Flew Away.
The sparrow flew away,
To it’s nest.
It had brought food for it’s children,
And took a little rest,
In a nook.
The sparrow flew away,
Went in search to bring happiness and delight,
For it’s little children,
Bought a small red ribbon,
And big cutting of a soft cloth.
It covered it’s babies,
With the soft cloth,
And made it’s little one’s happy and merry.
This time the sparrow didn’t fly away,
Instead, it was very happy,
That the day was successful, brilliant and happy.
Adios!
Experiencing Happiness.
Experiencing happiness is like living in that bubble, which sustains one’s self. Happiness doesn’t come from money. Money is definitely a required source for happiness, but it can’t buy happiness. For money needs to be spent and to be refurbished and to be earned again. But a happiness which has been got remains permanently with you.
For example:- In your higher secondary examinations, you have scored brilliantly. This achievement of yours and the happiness surrounding it will remain with you forever. Even if you fail in life, when and as you reminisce back to those good golden days, you will think that-“Ah! Those were the days.”
I will give you another example. You have newly become a father of a chubby little child. Now when your child bursts out laughing, the spontaneous happiness you get is yours forever and ever.
Experiencing happiness, isn’t intoxication. It is that permanent moment which shall be with you and be yours forever and ever.
Adios!
All Dancing Men Video.
Watch this video of all dancing men.
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Before You Travel. 