It’s A Beautiful Morning.

It’s A Beautiful Morning.

It’s a beautiful morning,

The sun is shining,

The bread is baking,

The writers are writing.

And only the common man knows,

The happiness in it.



My Uncle And His Old Memories.

My uncle,

Whom I met yesterday,

Was after eons of time.

Was very surprised to know that,

Once upon a time he was a blog writer too.

He reminded ne of my old play days,

The days which were happy ☺ and cheerful,

Those beautiful days must truly come back when my maternal grandpatents were still alive.

It was a moment of great happiness,

To see my uncle and aunt again,

So lets rock and let’s keep rocking.