Will you come?
For I have called you?
For will you simply delay?
For you need time to get ready?
We all shall have family dinner,
Eat ice cream and have fun watching a good movie.
Will you come?
Tag: WRITING
Peace of Mind.
Peace of Mind,
Is my true self,
It can’t be breached,
Nor can it be held.
It simply remains.
The brain which processes all dump,
Remains calm,
As it can’t be harmed.
Peace of mind can’t be harnessed,
To see its reality,
Be cool and calm and let love flow through,
Then you would see through what calm is.
For calm is nothing but all that is,
All that is will ever be,
But get your mojo in place,
For peace of mind,
Then only it takes place.
Lord Ram is the lord of all.
He is God and God for all.
Adios!
Back From Shopping.
We came back from shopping, Ma was looking sad. I asked Ma-“Ma why are you sad?” She asked me to sit in front of her. I sat in front of her on a stool.
Then Ma said-“When we had gone to the market, then I wanted to buy a few things.”
Ma had saved some money to buy some things. When we had visited the markets, there were few things which were available there of the things which Ma wanted to buy. The things were wipes, one or two frying pans, a bottle of shampoo, few eatables, etc.etc.
But after picking up two things our budget was crossed and we couldn’t buy the rest of the things.
Ma explained this to me. So I said-“Ma for this you are upset.”
Ma-“Not only for that. There is one more thing.”
Me-“What Ma?”
Ma-“I wanted to buy two double scooped cone ice creams, while I could only buy two single scooped ice cream.”
On hearing those words from Ma, I felt sad, I felt as if Ma had become a small child and I also felt that I was looking at my own self.
If Ma had bought two double scooped cone ice cream , then nothing would have happened. But Ma kept the budget in control and didn’t overspend. I cheered Ma up and said-“The next time, Ma we would as many as double scooped ice creams as you want.”
Adios!
Weekly Activities.
Weekly activities keep us fit,
They make us happy so that we all don’t become a git,
An idle mind is a rubbish heap,
Which only manufactures loads of trash and keeps our minds uncleaned,
Which can’t be recycled,
Can’t be cashed.
It’s better to exercise,
Better to sing,
Better to draw,
Better to paint,
As without them our mind rings.
For maintaining weekly activities,
It requires a bit of patience and hard work,
But with good time,
All will be good,
As with hard work comes very good results,
With very good results,
Comes happiness of mind and heart,
But don’t be fooled,
Results vanish as they come,
They are like that beautiful smell,
Which lingers for a while.
So keep your mind steady,
Be ready, be well,
As weekly activities have to be done with spree and happiness,
As you and your self,
Know yourself the best,
As it is those weekly activities which keep us happy, truthful and ready to face life
Adios!
The Stale Flowers.
The stale flowers are not to smell,
The stale flowers do not fall,
They have fallen a long time ago,
As they couldn’t soar the skies,
As they couldn’t reach the nigh,
The stale flowers were once beautiful,
The stale flowers were once flowers of which were all good,
But now they are being absorbed in the nature,
Rather than being trodden upon,
The stale flowers were once yellow,
Now that yellow is all gone,
It’s like they were never born,
Never been good,
Never have seen the day,
The flowers which were once yellow in colour
Are now nothing but stale.
Staleness is good, it doesn’t upset you.
Now what upsets is when nothing comes out of good.
Good remains good, state remains stale.
The flowers are naturally a part of the nature,
Whether they be stale or good,
It’s simply time and man’s play.
Adios!
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