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Who could be so calm as my father ,

Cool like the morning and composed in heart .

Talking to us with a heart as clear as ever ,

Believing in us everytime and inspiring us a lot ?

Who could be so daring as my father ,

Strong like the iron and solid like the rock .

Facing all the difficulties more and more ,

Moving ahead with a heat free of shock ?

Who could be so flexible as my father ,

Rolling like a stone and shinning like a pearl .

Dealing with everybody without any fear .

Ignoring none in the world but respecting all ?

Should I not be proud of such a father

Whose soothing words cheer all forever ?

What a fantastic work of art is Mother !
She is the embodiment of God forever
Her presence in the world is a boon ,
She is precious as a blue moon .

She carries in herself all the Trinity ,
She contains in herself the love of infinity .
She is Brahma , Vishnu and Maheswar ,
She is the creator and destroyer !

Her power is beyond our imagination ,
Like BRAHMA she makes all the creation .
Like VISHNU she makes all the world with care ,
Like MAHESWAR she protects us all the more .

She has no substitute upon the earth ,
She is one unique and incomparable like breath .
Her absence must cause havoc everywhere ,
So , She should be loved with great care .

In the company of my family members and friends ..

From this stereo – typed life

Seven days of retreat

Where you meet the whole world

People from all corners of the world ..

Carrying different cultures & traditions

The wonder – thirst in me

Compels my parents to accompany

me and my younger brother to this rejuvenating place ..

Travelling from sweltering Odisha

to sizzling Himachal in may

Experiencing two entirely different climates

Really a novel experience for a sight – loving maiden

like me . A change of mindsets

The torture of May sun quickly mingles away

in the surrounding of cataracts

greenery and the blue unknown

A compelling desire induces me to get into the cataracts..

The dense woods on both sides of the cataract

The colourful birds clamouring all around

The tourists buzzing to and fro from morning to evening..

All these happenings prevent you from getting into the self.

If you are alert and meditative

the glamour of these sights doesn’t take you off your reality.

I enjoyed so many adventures like the River Rafting , Bungee ,

Paragliding , Zip line & many others..

all of which arrested my raw mind .

Yet I felt something really missing within me seriously

The desire to have fun didn’t last long , but my

attachment to the snowy surroundings knew no bounds .

For a few minutes I could exclude myself inwardly to feel

the sensation in the whole of my body and soul and

exposed myself to the cosmic power easily felt out there .

This weary body gets revitilised in the realm

of snow , woods and cataracts of Manali .

Late in the evening when I spent my leisure ,

My two eyes were smartly ready to capture .

The sight of a bony bird on the branch ,

Perhaps beaking a small crumb to crunch .

A little ahead the tree I went ,

The bony bird with enough chirrup sent .

A cordial message of love and gratitude ,

Which made me wonder in deep quietude .

Only with compassion and love ,

The bird to share with me the leisure of twilight .

Because it would enrich my heart profoundly ,

and release me from the world of boredom surely .

Atlast the bony bird did happily join my company ,

To listen to my misery and my ecstasy .

Inspired me to live with great passion ,

And delivered the symphony of God’s love and emotion .

Get into the habit of asking yourself

“Does this support the life I’m trying to create .”

A beautiful day begins with a beautiful mindset .

Love is like an ocean , growing deep and wide .

Love is like the mountains , growing far and high .

Love is like the summer breeze , blowing far and near .

Love is like the soft whisper, blowing in your ears .

Love is like holding hands , with the one you love to endear .

Love is like the gentle embrace , never knowing fear .

Love is like finding someone , who makes you feel sublime .

Love is like feeling your heart sustain , until the end of life .

A very obstinate boy is my brother,

Often quarelling with me for no reason .

He is the most loving one of my mother ,

Playing cricket with the local lads every season .

A sincere boy is he in his studies ,

Rising up from bed early in the morning .

What a short tempered boy he is ,

Making me always an object of fun .

Life is potato and potato is life ,

This is what my brother knows well.

He may be a difficult husband for his wife ,

To understand whom she may always fail.

My brother is still my best friend ,

I am always here for him to attend .

What a fantastic work of art is Mother !
She is the embodiment of God forever
Her presence in the world is a boon ,
She is precious as a blue moon .

She carries in herself all the Trinity ,
She contains in herself the love of infinity .
She is Brahma , Vishnu and Maheswar ,
She is the creator and destroyer !

Her power is beyond our imagination ,
Like BRAHMA she makes all the creation .
Like VISHNU she makes all the world with care ,
Like MAHESWAR she protects us all the more .

She has no substitute upon the earth ,
She is one unique and incomparable like breath .
Her absence must cause havoc everywhere ,
So , She should be loved with great care .

I Love you ,Mummy ❤️

Happy Mother’s Day to all the fighters !!

Holi , the festival of colors and amity

This is what strongly ignores enmity

It is the festival of the young and the old ,

It is the festival of the daring and the bold .

When this festival arrives at the door ,

Friends and relatives gather on the floor .

There is enough music and dancing ,

Among the elders and their happy offspring .

This festival brings us unity and strength ,

Help us regain freshness and health .

This festival brings us fun and friendship ,

Relieves all our worries tensions and hardship .

This festival bids farewell to spring ,

Welcome the bright summer like a king .

Lord Krishna’s festival culminates very happily ,

With all my country men celebrating it marrily .