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Mind Series – Part 4.

Mind is that ecological being which can love. But mind’s love is as blusterous as a pop of air. It is highly momentary and can never stay for longer.

Mind likes to dive into it and make a whole lot of hullaboo about it, but know that that any love which has it’s generating machine located inside the mind will be as big a failure as anything.

Women especially when young, think that marriage or love will bring that ecstatic moment in their life, which lead to extreme happiness, bliss and whatnot. But when the reality hits the ground, it becomes a heavy task for both the man and woman to maintain it. Love isn’t a one day match or a test match. It takes a lot of time to ferment, it needs to stand the test of time, to stand the test of money, to stand the test of family, to stand the test of growing up their own kids.

It’s a much painful and lengthy process than applying for a visa, which goes round and round around the desks. It isn’t like drinking a bottle of fresh cold drinks and getting rid of the gas in your system.

If you pass all these tests, then you can say “Yes, we have loved each other.” All the fancies and fantasies happen only in movies and in one’s mind.
Mind often reflects a person’s attire, but know that more it is fashionable, the more dung is filled in one’s mind.

Love is like a garden of rose. Tend it with care and see it grow.

Love is after all love. Nurture it. Take care of it. But hankering after it often brings downfall.

Love emanates from heart. That too is fickle. So fickle that every three months, like a used notebook, people change their mates.

They are fools. For at last, they will have no one. Except their mind.

Now you do the math.

Mind Oh! Mind. What did you find? Love is God’s grace. So, be very fine.

Adios!

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We Saw The Sunlight Through The Lens.

We saw the sunlight through the lens,

It looked bright,

But didn’t smile.

The sun was radiant,

But it didn’t mind.

We focused the lens,

Straightened our camera,

Yet the sun didn’t smile,

The moment we removed the lens,

And saw it with our eyes,

The sun gave us a big smile,

And our jubilance was infinite.

Adios!

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Simply You Have Called Me.

Rose and Prose

Simply you have called me.

Simply you have smiled.

It’s roses and proses,

But it is all unworthwhile.

What of the roses,

For they are old.

And the proses are synchronised,

And they rain word made of gold.

Simply you have called me,

For the day is over,

It’s time for rest,

So,please do sleep,

And let the rest of the night be over.

Adios!

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Zink The Parakeet.

ZInk The Parakeet.

Zink the parakeet of the legendary group of (Zink, Tink, Lion and fiery) is in secondary school, where he has already progressed much faster than the other parakeets. Seeing his brilliance and extreme progress, his school’s principal Sir Ink, has decided to send him for a special competition, which would enable him to get a huge scholarship for his future studies. But two days before the competition, Zink started crying that he wouldn’t go for the competition.

So, the principal called his parents to inform them about Zink’s peculiar behaviour. It turned out that the period between which the special competition was to be held, there was an inter school flying competition to be held. The winner would be awarded by the Parakeet King a cash prize seven thousand gold coins would be given.

Zink was a member of the Parakeet King’s task force too, and this whole matter was referred to him.

The King upon hearing the whole thing, gave the order for the inter school competition to be held after Zink came back from the special competition.

Sir Ink the Principal parakeet, protested that by doing so, all the schedules of the two schools would go haywire, but his protest was subsided by a stern look from the king.

Zink went for the special competition and won the first prize, which gave him a big boost, while in the inter school flying competition he came second, and was awarded four thousand gold coins by the King. He has now been promoted to the post Deputy-Lieutenant in the King’s Task Force.

These days he is a very happy Parakeet, and has his shiny new badge glowing upon his belt always.

His friends Tink, Fry, Fiery and Lion are proud of him.

So are his parents.

Adios!

The first story can be found here:-https://travellingwiththyself.wordpress.com/2019/07/02/the-bird-her-friends-and-the-parakeets/