tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51992944822911522852023-11-16T00:14:29.088+05:30Life's MysteriesMayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-56092290780375132602014-06-19T02:24:00.001+05:302014-06-19T03:14:07.968+05:30Newton got it right !! Third time lucky !!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #76a5af;"> In my childhood, i happened to come across many proverbial sayings , either in books or through elders' thoughts.I didn't understand the purpose of these proverbs. I just took satisfaction in the fact that i knew them by heart when asked. I understood their meaning but not really in the sense to apply or follow them in my life. I didn't need to . Thank God for that ! :P</span></div>
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<span style="color: #76a5af;"> But now, at the age of 27 , I wish i could go back to that phase of my life , where i really didn't understand these sayings and live my life according to my wish. Even if i decide to abide by any of these proverbs or sayings, what makes it more confusing is the inability to decide which one i should go by. For each proverbial verse that suggests an action, there is a proverb which suggests an action exactly opposite. Seriously ? Even proverbs seems to follow Newton's rule.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #76a5af;"> Do i persevere or let go ? Do i have to be hasty or hesitate a lot ? Should i change for the society or be the way i am ? should i pursue my desires or be happy with what i have ? do i judge people or not ? should it be a team work or not ?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #76a5af;"> Confusing ,ain't it ? if i decide based on the situation , i can never know if its the right one , until i act upon it and face the consequences. And if the results are not the ones i desired, it is going to be a big mess. I suppose there is a thin line of difference between these sayings and it would probably be better if i follow that line. Don't know for sure .doubtful yet hopeful. ;-)</span></div>
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<span style="color: #76a5af;"> Sharing some of these contradictory proverbs, in the hope of confusing you !! :P ;-)</span></div>
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Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-11091861728033572242014-06-04T00:35:00.004+05:302014-06-04T00:35:59.575+05:30Kindness-Sharing is Caring !!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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To write about an act of kindness that inspired me should be actually easy ! Or that's what i thought , until i sat down to actually start writing on it .But nope, my mind drew up a blank as the clock went on with its tick-tock. It has been more than an hour since i opened the blank word document. And it was still blank. "Come on, it shouldn't be so difficult to remember a profound act of that cadre". It is not like i had never witnessed or experience kindness. But still i had no clue as to why my mind was clogged up and wouldn't let me remember. I felt that if i tried too hard to remember and then wrote about it , it would definitely resemble a superficial one. So i gave up and went to bed.</div>
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And just as i was about to drift off into my Neverland, my brain didn't fail me. It came up with the imagery. Yup I finally got one. It wasn't what i expected but it led me to think more deeply about kindness.</div>
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So what was the imagery? I am sure you would like to know . It was of my 1.5 year old niece sharing her favorite snacks "Lays" with us. She always takes a bite , then takes turns to give us a bite from the same chip . The first time she did it, i was surprised. For we had not asked her for the chips or told her anything about sharing. Then there was this incident, we were out and we happened to pass by a cute black puppy . She stopped us and showed us the dog and said bikky , which means biscuit in her language :P. What she was trying to say is , that she wanted to feed biscuits to the puppy. Awwwww !! Yup that was my reaction.</div>
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This led to another memory of my own. New city ,New school, first day and already late. So i get to sit in last bench. I couldn't understand what was being said or taught and i was feeling down and almost on the verge of tears, when i hear a sound "psst". I turn around to check where exactly is the origin of sound and there it was again . The girl sitting on the bench beside me, smiled at me and waved . She took a chocolate from her box and asked me whether i wanted to have it . I said no, but she broke it into half and leaned over and kept it on my hand . I smiled in return as we both secretly munched on the chocolate. Nevertheless to say , I felt better. That was my first stint with friendship and kindness.</div>
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Kindness : The act of being friendly,generous or considerate. Kindness can be inculcated from childhood. Yes, but as people age such kindness require a constant and conscious effort from the individual to be implemented . Sometimes when people are caught up in their life , they stop making the effort. But blessed are the people who are kind by their inherent nature. And blessed are we to be present in their midst. For they don't require any effort to be kind. Just like a kid sharing his/her things with a sibling or friend. And I wish that the universe should always be blessed with the presence of such people.</div>
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Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-11465822268281108852014-03-23T00:38:00.003+05:302014-03-23T01:41:41.896+05:30Lost and Found.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
She walked across and sat on the ledge, her legs dangling. Cool breeze wafted around her,unsuccessful in its attempt to deter her resolve.She knew that it was a crazy idea.But she had always been reckless.It was the final act aimed at deliverance of the soul from the darkness surrounding it. Just a flicker of light would be sufficient to vanquish the darkness.Her wait in the hope of discovering it had been unrewarding<br />
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She was a brave soul,for she always swam against the tide. She held pride in the fact that she was never attached to anything or anyone.Nothing would faze her. And then the catastrophe struck.She fell in love with the guy.He wasn't perfect, but she felt he was the one.She couldn't stop herself from falling for him,even when she knew that her love will never be reciprocated.<br />
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It was a blessing as well as a curse. She lost herself in thoughts, daydreaming about things that would never happen.It was pleasant at first, but then the pain crept in .Then came the darkness,changing her completely.She didn't acknowledge it, until the day she realized that she couldn't identify the person looking at her when she stood in front of the mirror.<br />
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She resolved to let go of everything and be as she was before it happened. But it was easier said than done; for she realized that her thoughts were a tyrant and tried their best to enslave her once again.But she fought hard against her own mind and soul for their control.The battle was fierce and prolonged, but her perseverance paid off as the thoughts started to lose their foothold in her mind.<br />
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And now,as she was sitting on the ledge, she contemplated on the experience that was awaiting her.<br />
She had decided her course of action to vanquish the remnant darkness by choosing to do the one last thing in her bucket list .She took a deep breath and let out a joyful whoop as she leaped off the edge. She could hear her friends cheering her as they waited for their turn to bungee jump.She had found herself again.<br />
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Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-6494619590062107302014-03-19T02:41:00.000+05:302014-03-19T02:41:20.597+05:30Speak Up..We all need that one friend..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><b> <span style="font-family: courier new,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3;">Sometimes,
words are not enough to portray or convey the feelings or thoughts.And
if we are not able to find a way to convey them, then there is no use in
worrying about it.</span></span></span></b></i><div>
<i><b><span style="font-family: courier new,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3;">It
isn't fair to assume the reason behind one's actions or words. The
problem is that,we just can't seem to muster our courage and talk about
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<i><b><span style="font-family: courier new,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3;">Mostly
because of the fear of being judged and laughed at. We would rather
bury it within our minds and act as if life is peachy.But there is
always a consequence.</span></span></span></b></i></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: courier new,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="color: #cfe2f3;">As
days pass, the burden will increase and reach a point where it will
affect the very core of our life.All you need is one friend to share
them.<br />He/She might even be a total stranger or a close friend.</span></i></span></span><span style="color: #cfe2f3;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,monospace;">Only if we share our thoughts, we will know how it will be received.<br />It
is silly to assume the reactions of other people and worrying.But at
the same time ,even if that friend reacts differently than expected, be
ready to accept their views.</span></span></i></span></b> <span style="color: #cfe2f3;"><i><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,monospace;">Open up,share your thoughts and you will realize the burden to have vanished.Hope you find your friend. I have..</span></span></b></i></span><br /><br /><i><b><span style="color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: courier new,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></b></i></div>
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<i><b><span style="color: #cfe2f3;"><span style="font-family: courier new,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dedicated to that friend of mine.</span></span></span></b></i></div>
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Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-79748504365912800692014-03-02T01:16:00.001+05:302014-03-02T01:16:18.093+05:30To Let Go<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-17674796120816565012013-09-19T18:12:00.000+05:302013-09-19T18:12:25.021+05:30The Beauty In You<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/CreativeWork">Never seen a maiden so fairer, <br />they said, but i knew better, <br />as my eyes beheld my simulacre, <br />my heart opined, it's just exterior, <br />and it doesn't matter<br /><br />Oh dear, why won't you approbate, <br />the beauty in you, they implored, <br />Oh yes I replied, am defined a beauty, <br />by my visage, nevertheless, holds<br />no value for me, with a soul, <br />so tarnished<br /><br />As i walked down the aisle, <br />Ooh's and Aah's of the people, <br />awed by my mien's dazzle, <br />filled the hall of the bethel, <br />yet, my eyes fell, <br />only on the human male, <br />who had partly mended my soul, <br />for his words though were beautiful, <br />their reach was small, <br />his heart so admirable, <br />deserved an equal<br /><br />In the days of your impending arrival, <br />oh boy, was i still skeptical, <br />But when i held you it was magical, <br />your innocent, toothless smile, <br />the sparkle of your eyes, <br />all the temper tantrums, <br />the puppy face, the mischievous look, <br />oh my dear, i realized, what a beauty, <br />a soul so full of life! <br /><br />Millions of words, spoken about me, <br />the fair maiden, none can match<br />the single and most precious word, <br />that you uttered, completely healing, <br />my tarnished soul<br /><br />It was the beauty in you, my darling, <br />that rendered me attractive, <br />in my own eyes, for my soul, <br />now complete, no more just a<br />fairer maiden, but the mother<br />of my precious gem, you, my child<br />and for that, am forever grateful to you.
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Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-23861064232471484702013-04-16T21:18:00.001+05:302013-08-31T10:48:41.992+05:30CLUELESS<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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reach. This happens either if its existence wasn’t
given due attention for a long time, or over usage of the same, that it
refuses to embrace us with its presence in our times of need. The
gnawing at the back of our minds doesn’t stop unless we find the
answer. It is a frustrating experience.</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> And the frustration increases in multifold, if it is memories that are lost. At present, this is my predicament. </span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">
I am Anamika, or that is the name by which the doctors and nurses have
addressed me. The only memories, I do have are of the seven days that
I have been awake. Someone or something seems to have taken time to
clear out my history of days, months and years earlier to that.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">
I woke up screaming at the top of my voice as I felt the exploding pain
in my head. Every sense of my body seemed to be on high alert, making
the pain more effective. My vision blurred in and out, as I thrashed at
the restraints holding me. I could hear a throaty voice giving orders
and now there were several hands holding me in place. I felt a prick on
my arm and minutes later, the pain eased away
and I drifted into a dark cloud.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">
After hours, I woke up to a man’s face peering at me. As I sat up
startled, a pain shot up my arm and head and I winced. Immediately I
felt strong
hands helping me to lie back on the bed. As I lay, I tried to observe
him. Sharp eyes, narrow jawline and stubble were all I could observe
before his voice distracted me. I recognized his voice when he spoke. It
was the same voice which I heard when I woke
up last time, the one which gave orders.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> “Hi, I am Dr. Sunil, a neurosurgeon. How are you feeling?” said he.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> “Groggy” was all I could say. He smiled a little and said
</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“That
is because of the sedative and the medicines. It is as expected. You
need not worry about it. Any discomfort?” </span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I pointed to the restraints holding me in place and said “Why am I being held?”</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“That is just a safety precaution, so that you don’t end hurting yourself. I will ask the nurse to take it off. Anything else?” </span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">As I shook my head as a reply, I had a dizzy spell for a moment and I heard him say “You have undergone a brain surgery, so try
not to move your head suddenly.” </span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I had a brain surgery done on me?” I stared at him in confusion “What exactly happened to me?”</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Well
there are some things we would like to know too. Are you tired or
feeling alright so that we can continue this talk?” Confusion
and curiosity overcame my tiredness and I gave my assent for the
conversation to go on. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“You
were brought in an unconscious state, by a cab driver and you had
suffered a severe head trauma which required immediate attention.
But he couldn’t shed light on how you came by this injury. The police
officials were intimated as per the formalities and they have been
trying to identify your family so as to notify them. But they have got
no leads and the puzzling thing is, none of the
missing complaints matches your profile. The inspector, who is
investigating your case, has been here daily to check on your status. He
might be coming today also.” He looked at his watch and continued,</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I
have explained him already that you are in no state for questioning.
But he had requested me to have a conversation with you
and find out, as he felt it might not be as stressful as it will be for
you when he does the inquiry and I concur with him. So would you like
to tell me about you?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">
That’s when the wheels in my mind started turning but it didn’t do any
good for it hit an obstacle. I couldn’t remember anything. My face
should
have been all scrunched I guess, for I heard the doctor say </span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Easy
now, you don’t have to strain too much. Let’s start with something
easy. Since you know my name, it is only fair that I should
know yours too. So will you tell me your name?”</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">And so I urged my mind to remember till my head started hurting, but the result was the same. I didn’t even know my name and as
the truth sunk in; I started to hyperventilate and had to be sedated.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So,
it has been seven days since I am trying to recollect my memories, but
failing admirably. Everyday Dr. Sunil and his colleagues
take on different approaches in helping me. Even the inspector tried to
help but nothing seems to be working. The doctors and nurses started
addressing me as Anamika and when I asked Dr. Sunil about the name
choice, he said that in US they used to address
unidentified patient as Jane Doe and since it is not used in India, the
staff came up with this name. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">With
every idle minute that passes, I feel lonely. Solitude can be a solace
when one has the memory of moments spent as their companion.
But when no memories are there, one can only despair in the solitude.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Curlz MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A year and two months later…</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Curlz MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">
</span></b><span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It
has been a little more than a year since I woke up in the Critical Care
Unit of the City Hospital. Days passed, then morphed into months which
has now transformed
into a year. I am still clueless about my past like I was then.
Somewhere along the lane, I stopped trying to remember. I didn’t want to
waste my life trying to remember the past lest my future too would slip
away. </span></div>
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<br /></div>
<span style="font-family: "Candara","sans-serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">
Fate plays tricks on us many a times .It tricked me too. What seemed
like a cruel one then, might have been its way to help me out .I might
be
clueless as to who I was in the past. But now, I certainly do know who I
am. I am Anamika, a survivor.</span></div>
Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-77915060208329262112012-11-14T00:19:00.003+05:302012-11-14T00:19:51.281+05:30 Is God, biggest tyrant/Sick n tired of atheist moron<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span>Disclaimer:
I am not a prolific writer and neither am I a profound thinker; To write
on a topic that requires reasoning ability and all that jazz, is tough
job for me. So the below write-up might be confusing and nonsensical.
So I happily welcome all the hate mail and rotten tomatoes and what
not to my inbox. Definitely no intention to offend anyone. This is just
a post by a confused soul. So apologies in advance if it hurts anyone
inadvertently.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span>Is
god the world's biggest tyrant? No, I don't think so. Am I sick n tired
of atheist morons? Nope, definitely not. But, hell yeah, am pretty much
tired of this conflict that is going on for ages.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span>It
s all about beliefs isn't it? Not all people are same. Human beings
are unique in their own way and differ from each other. When people
are different, it's only natural that their beliefs too will be different.
And there is nothing wrong about it. So why do we have to argue about
it. Won't it be fair to all, if we agree to disagree? We can't do that,
can we? Cause it's not in basic human nature. We always want to be the
one who's right and we love to prove others wrong. Its not in the human
nature to not investigate about a mystery. We have this insatiable urge
to define unexplainable things; otherwise we would all die of curiosity
*yeah ,right*</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span><br />
(My take)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span>So
human beings would have wondered about their origin and they came to
believe in a divine power and coined the term god. Probably they were
grateful and wanted to offer thanks. But how can u say it to someone
who is unseen. So they used their imagination * oh boy, aren't we good
at that* and result gods in various forms. And they probably started
worshiping asking for continued blessings. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span>Days
passed and peoples' progenies would have come onto this earth and when
the elder generation tried to instill the beliefs in them, some of the
younglings would have raised the questions "Why? How" and
what not. *observed from each generation, the next one never accepts
what the elders say without asking questions*. The elders would have
a hard time to convince the young ones and so to aid them, they would
have created the myths and legends *well, it's very easy, you know??
All you need is an vivid imagination Yeah, yeah I can hear you telling
that they are not myths but real facts. Well, you may be right .I don't
have a time turner with me, to exactly know what happened*. They would
have probably succeeded to an extent, but there might be some younglings
who were skeptical about it.</span></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin: 5pt 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;">
<span style="font-size: small;">What would have happened if
a calamity had befallen the human beings? What would have been their
reaction?? There is a possibility for two reactions as far as my brain
*a below average one* could think. They would have lost faith in their
beliefs or the most common nature of human being would have kicked in.
They would have assumed that the Gods were angry and the head person
might have come up with some ritual which would be a solution to the
problem in the first place or a sick ritual just for their pleasure.*Assumption
is the root cause for all troubles, I say*.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin: 5pt 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;">
<span style="font-size: small;">Well, what if the people lost
faith? They would have started preaching to others and the doubts lingering
in the younglings skeptical of the beliefs would have started to haunt
them and so the search for the so called TRUTH, very well aided by their
brain. For they knew, they can't just bluff. If they wanted others to
believe them, they needed some proof. And so they set on their journey
and worked towards it</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">In the meantime, different clans
would have come across each other and found their beliefs to be different.
So the concept of religion would have blossomed. They might have compared
the result of the other clans' rituals, gods with their own. Initially
they would have adopted some changes into their religions, but later
fought on the supremacy of their religions.*of course ego would have
kicked in, if the other clan's gods were more beautiful, there by inferring
that their imagination is far better.*</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Amidst these things, some human
beings might have been born with gifts. And their actions would have
been so sincere and passionate, that people felt that it was a divine
experience to be with them and followed them and considered them to
be blessed. It isn't those gifted people's fault *Well, I am not talking
about the ones faking it!!* They would have just wanted to help. Well,
at least I think it was that way. Or they would have loved all the attention
that they were getting. <span style="text-decoration: line-through;">God</span><span style="text-decoration: none;"> Who knows *Oops Strike that :-P*</span></span></div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin: 5pt 0pt; text-indent: 36pt;">
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="text-decoration: none;">So what happened to the people or people who lost belief and set out
to find proof? Well, on the way to find the proof of the truth,
they did discover many wonderful things that provided some credibility
to their arguments. But they wanted the people with beliefs to come
out of the ignorance and blamed religion and God for all the problems
in this world. *Well, I am confused*. They don't believe in God, right?
Then how can they blame something or someone they don't believe in.
They should be blaming human being. They are the root cause for all
the chaos and they choose ignorance. Let them be. Why do the non-believers
try so hardly to make the believers see sense ? Out of care ??
*yeah, right* Nope ,they wanted to prove them wrong.*Well , yeah, there
are people who really do care(both theists and atheists). And I respect
them* </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="text-decoration: none;">Like the conflict between different religions, there arose a conflict
between the believers and the non-believers. Reason, you ask? The believers
wanted the non-believers to accept their version of truth and vice versa.*Duh
the name sounds dumb* There can't be someone who is a non-believer.
Cause that person strongly believes that there is no such thing as God.
So he/she does believe in something. So how can u call that person as
a non-believer?? </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"> They argued, fought for
a stand ,forcing their opinions on each other, trying their level best
to convince each other. And they still do. It is kind of irritating
sometimes. I can hear it. People have right to express opinions. I agree.
They are entitled to give voice to their opinions , but not stuff it
on others. It would be just wonderful, if people agree to that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So I hear you asking, what am
i? Do I believe in God or Not? Well, I do believe in something which
is along the line My life's destination is set by the kind of thoughts
running in my mind.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">.</span></div>
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<br /></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">P.S: I know ,people might find
there is no reasonable logic Please feel free to drop a mail if
u wanna tell that I should stop writing such a dump.</span></div>
</div>
Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-87506795119498129552012-07-10T20:42:00.000+05:302012-07-10T20:42:29.979+05:30The Wait<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div style="text-align: center;">
The Wait</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Ticking clock,withered leaves</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
adorning the streets,grey clouds</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
bedecking the sky,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
emblems of the cruising time,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
A lone soul,sat on the bench,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
under the trees shade,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
her beautiful eyes brimmed</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
with titillation,ransacked</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
the path leading to the alcove,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
her rosy cheeks,tainted</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
apple red,as she blushed,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
her hands kneading itself,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
in eagerness,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Ticking clock,snow alluvion,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
icy cold breeze,longer nights,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
jingling of the church bells,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
emblems of the dragging time,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
A lone soul,sat on the bench,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
under the trees shade,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
her beautiful eyes downcast,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
like the early morning dew,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
tears bedizened her face,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
her cheeks,devoid of rosiness,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
tainted ivory white,her cold</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
hands,vainly endeavoured</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
to escape from the numbness,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Ticking clock,blossoming flowers,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
green leaves adorning the trees,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
clear sky and blazing sun,chirping birds,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
emblems of the sauntering time,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
A lone soul,sat on the bench,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
under the trees shade,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
her beautiful eyes,resigned</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
with acceptance,her skin's</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
pallor re-attained,her hands</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
gripped the railing,as she</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
heard a rustle of footsteps,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
her eyes searched for its</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
source,her face lit up</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
with a smile,as she found him,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
her breath left her,as she</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
sprinted to join her love,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Ticking clock,scorching sun,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
term ends,longest days,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
emblems of gliding time,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
the waiting had concluded</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
</div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-41172091844726260532012-07-07T21:58:00.003+05:302012-07-07T21:58:23.753+05:30The Untold<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The Untold<br /><br />My heart fell to its knees, <br />in front of the compatriot,<br />the mind's irrefutable<br />discernment<br /><br />For the first time, since <br />eternity, my cognizance<br />won the battle of words,<br />douching passion’s flame<br />with its reasons<br /><br />Some things are better,<br />when left unsaid,none<br />afflicted,except the one,<br />who knows it<br /><br />Said or Unsaid, doesn’t matter,<br />remorse is all that is left,<br />Contrite, pondering over,<br />whether or not ,<br />what done was right </div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-2183992467256250772012-06-09T20:15:00.003+05:302012-06-17T20:17:04.008+05:30Happy Ever After<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Happy Ever After<br />
<br />
Happy Ever After, a fantasy,<br />
Hoped to be made a reality,<br />
in this universe by many ,<br />
but it would be very daffy<br />
<br />
Life, a ride in roller coaster,<br />
A moment, it will show heaven,<br />
And at the snap of a finger,<br />
it will take us to hell's cavern<br />
<br />
Just like the flavor of tanginess,<br />
enabling to enjoy the sweetness,<br />
To truly relish happiness,<br />
We stand in need for sadness<br />
<br />
There can be happy sad,<br />
sad happy,but sad sad<br />
doesn't work,neither does,<br />
happy happy,<br />
<br />
Happy ever after,never in reality,<br />
presumably being the mortals' fancy,<br />
wishing their characters in story,<br />
to live ever after happily.</div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-32532267709477623362012-06-09T20:13:00.003+05:302012-07-07T20:24:57.498+05:30Dark Shadows<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #2d2d2d;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;">Dark Shadows</span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: #2d2d2d;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"> </span></span>Urging her feet,she scuttled across,<br />
her heart filled with trepidation,<br />
abnegated her,from looking back,<br />
in fear of being captured<br />
<br />
She scampered through the tunnel,<br />
hoping to reach the ray of light,<br />
that shone at its end,before<br />
she succumbed to the wily beings<br />
<br />
She could sense them,lurking<br />
along the sides,biding their time<br />
for the perfect juncture, to<br />
snatch her,<br />
<br />
Trying to escape from their clutches,<br />
her only hope, to reach the faint light,<br />
which got brighter as she raced,<br />
through time ,And she did reach<br />
<br />
Her heart let out a whoop of joy,<br />
just as she entered the safe haven,<br />
but to her horror,she felt her<br />
being pulled by the predators<br />
<br />
She reached out her heart in vain,<br />
towards the light,the pull's duress,<br />
overwhelming her,her eyes closed,<br />
as the Dark Shadows devoured her. <br />
<br /></div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-17926330709631815462012-06-09T20:10:00.002+05:302012-07-07T21:02:56.518+05:30Hide and Seek<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hide And Seek<br />
<br />
In the rustle of the fallen leaves,<br />
I sense your footsteps,<br />
Along with the nocturnals' buzz,<br />
I hear your whispers,<br />
The shadows on the street walls,<br />
I hope its yours,<br />
<br />
Around me i sense all the staring eyes,<br />
I feel one of them is yours,<br />
As i am surrounded by cool breeze,<br />
I feel my nails against your fingertips,<br />
wrapping my fingers around yours,<br />
I realize your absence,<br />
Its just an illusion<br />
<br />
Desperate to seek you out,<br />
I reach out to you,but<br />
I can sense you slipping through,<br />
So close,yet so far,<br />
Oh dear,yes,i love your playfulness,<br />
But not this game dear,it spikes,<br />
my heart's distress<br />
<br />
Please come back,my love,<br />
my heart is craving, to hold your hands,<br />
to hear your voice,to be checked out<br />
by your love filled eyes,<br />
Say it sweetheart,<br />
Say it once more,<br />
That I am yours,only yours. </div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-92013390975468449632012-06-09T20:05:00.000+05:302012-07-07T21:12:26.829+05:30A Lover's Confession<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Don't ask me when,<br />
Don't ask why,<br />
Don't ask me where,<br />
Don't ask me how,<br />
Cause I don't have answers,<br />
for your questions.<br />
<br />
All I know, is that, my heart,<br />
has tuned its rhythm to yours.<br />
All I know ,is that , my mind,<br />
is on an overdrive, thinking<br />
about you.<br />
All I know,is that,a blush,<br />
creeps up on my face,<br />
when i hear your name.<br />
All I know,is that,my hands,<br />
want to be held in yours,<br />
while I walk.<br />
All I know,is that,I yearn<br />
To be embraced in your arms,<br />
All I know,is that,my lips,<br />
Are fervently hoping to<br />
Confess to you.<br />
All I know,is that,<br />
I am going crazy over your,<br />
All I know,is that,<br />
I have fallen for you.<br />
All I know ,is that ,<br />
Am madly in love with you.</div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-84117188057652467182012-06-09T20:01:00.000+05:302012-07-07T21:28:08.434+05:30The Lady In Black<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua','serif';"><span style="font-size: small;">Sky studded with stars,<br />crescent moon's ethereal glow,<br />the insects' buzzing music,<br />Oh yes! A beautiful night,<br /><br />No wonder,couples thronged,<br />the streets,to bask in,<br />the gorgeousness of the night,<br />accentuating it,was the cool wind,<br />an accessory to the couples',<br />romantic escapade,<br /><br />The night's beauty hadn't spared,<br />the lady in black too,her peers,<br />dearly knew her as "ice queen",<br />The magical night ,had a profound,<br />effect on her,threatening,<br />to break her facade <br /><br />Her face ,devoid of expressions,<br />now exuded deep sorrow,<br />in her cold eyes,now resided,<br />a non curable pain,<br /><br />As she strode gracefully,buried memories,<br />conquered her mind,a tear,<br />rolled down her cheek,<br />for the first time ,in a long time,<br />solitude made her soul ache,<br /><br />Her black dress flapped about her,<br />as the cool breeze stung,<br />worsening her state,<br />she longed to be held,in the arms,<br />which had once been her home,<br />now home to someone else,<br /><br />As she reached the alcove,<br />the secret ,private place ,<br />shared by her and her love,<br />memories overwhelmed her,<br /><br />The entrance of a couple,<br />broke her reverie,her eyes closed,<br />her eyes flew open,when she ,<br />heard their mirthful laughter,its<br />familiarity startled her,<br /><br />A smile adorned her face,as her eyes,<br />found the couple, it was her love,<br />She was happy yet sad ,to see him ,<br />enjoying the night ,with his ,<br />new found love,<br /><br />Tears flowing freely,she left the alcove,<br />to her resting place,as she lay down,<br />her love's smiling face ,the last image,<br />filled her soul with peace,before,<br />the darkness engulfed her.</span></span></div>
</div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-63061937461447627782012-06-09T19:57:00.000+05:302012-07-07T21:34:33.127+05:30Dreary Servitude<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The sound of incessant,<br />
touch of the keyboard,<br />
akin to the sweet,<br />
harmony of a<br />
stream tumbling down,<br />
became the lullaby<br />
The bright orange flashing,<br />
of the chatterbox gizmo,<br />
made my dreams colorful,<br />
The manuscript filled with rows<br />
and columns uploaded,<br />
in the aperture morphs<br />
itself into armament<br />
of destruction,<br />
the circadian pace<br />
convention,adds<br />
macabrish feature<br />
to the nightmare,<br />
jerking me awake<br />
from it, only to realize<br />
that i wasn't dreaming,<br />
but living my life,<br />
the life of an,<br />
impassionate ITan </div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-6424588505132587122012-06-09T19:53:00.000+05:302012-07-07T21:47:34.813+05:30In his arms<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">Mist settled,as she stood </span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">the withered leaves rustled,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">her hair being caressed by the wind,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">the coolness of which prickled her mind,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">Peaceful ,it should have been , but rather,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">her mind and soul were in the mood</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">for melancholic music,for she couldn't</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">enjoy the night's beauty encompassing her,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">She was there , but not her soul or mind,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">they were missing their mate ,a dull ache,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">formed in her heart,as she longed for </span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">her loved one's arms to envelop her,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">Eyes closed, her mind began its work,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">as the image of her lover came forth,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">her frown turned upwards to a smile,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">her heart skipped a beat,as familiar</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">butterflies fluttered inside her,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">His eyes sparkling with a twinkle,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">always left her drowning in its pool,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">Although it was his lips,that made</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">her go crazy,with the sweet words,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">and the music of his laughter ,left her</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">grinning from ear to ear,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">As she felt his muscular arms enclosing her,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">her mind,body and soul fell at peace , </span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">but a dull ache reminded her , it was surreal,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">No it was real, her heart's palpitation rose,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">as she opened her eyes slowly to meet his eyes,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">There he was with his radiating smile , her love</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">reflecting in his eyes , as she buried herself in his arms,</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">the music turned soulful,her world filled </span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">with radiant colors</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">everything was perfect,just perfect</span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New';"><span style="font-size: small;">as she stood there in her loved one's arms.</span></span></b></div>
</div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-14576234748926175482012-06-09T19:51:00.003+05:302012-07-07T21:49:55.963+05:30Regeneration<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Stranded in the island,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">my wish or dream,or</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">whatever one desires to</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">call it as ,has come true</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Peace filled my heart,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">as here i am finally,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">with my wonderful companion,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">solitude,miles away from</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">the place called my home,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">from the people who know me,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">away from human civilization</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Resolved to start over again,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">a new way of life, i know</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">it wont be easy,but i dont </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">intend to give up,</span></b></div>
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<b><br /></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">i may turn to my instincts,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">buried deep down, for my</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">survival,may go insane or </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">turn wild ,but that feels good,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">far more than the stupid ,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">complicated emotions involved,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">while living in a civilization</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Out of sight ,out of mind,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">I may lose my memory ,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">of the people i know,except </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">the one i love,except </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">the one who hurt me ,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">But decades later,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">if i am still alive,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">then my memory about them,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">too will fade away.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">A new life ,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">a new beginning,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">hoping to make </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">new memories</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">She had lost faith in LOVE,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">her first encounter with it,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">had left her soul marred,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">imprinted on her mind that,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">love is never fair,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">She didnt desert love though,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">happy that love prevailed,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">atleast for her dear ones,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">she endorsed love to her,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">friends,helping them feel,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">the heavenly bliss that,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">was love's companion,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Acting as a guiding star,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">for the people around her,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">making sure they never,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">missed any step which might,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">lead them to abyss,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Her firm resolve that,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">love was never for her,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">controlled her heart,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">whenever LOVE wooed her,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">But then my dear,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">It frustrated Cupid,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">to see his ambassador without love,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">for the first time in his eternal life,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">his arrows were failing him,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Not able to tolerate her anguish anymore,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Cupid sought the help of his dear friend,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">When Cupid threw his hammer,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">Thor sent his blessings with it ,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">As the hammer impacted its destination,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">the stone layer of the maiden's heart shattered,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">As love entered her heart's chambers,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;">her mind was filled with apprehension,</span></b></div>
<b><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">will her love accept her blemished heart and soul?</span></span></b></div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-29359517121749880742012-06-08T00:50:00.003+05:302012-07-07T21:53:27.398+05:30Dubious Zeal<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Amidst a plethora of humans,</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Yet cocooned in solitude,</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Encompassed in unadulterated silence, </span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Yet a pandemonium arises in mind,</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Striding under the blazing sun,</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Yet its raining in soul,</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Just a day glided by,</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Yet it was akin to a year,</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Restless ,yet blissful,</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Experiencing ,undefined</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Emotions,which makes,</span><br style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">my life interesting.</span></b></div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-82741275198159002702011-11-26T22:43:00.003+05:302015-03-15T17:02:45.904+05:30The thief of the damsel's heart<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Silent night,the sky lit <br />
by the fading moon,<br />
reflecting in the horizon,<br />
the turbulent waves crashing,<br />
against the rocky walls<br />
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A lonely youth,dancing through<br />
the shadows,agilely ascended <br />
the fort,avoiding the guards<br />
rushed across the chambers,<br />
Intent on reaching the destination,<br />
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No key can unlock the chamber,<br />
Designed to open on its own,<br />
for the right person,<br />
at the right time,<br />
the treasure lay here, <br />
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Guarded by a single lute,<br />
inside a chest,lay the precious <br />
one can attain it ,when they <br />
play the soul's music on <br />
the lute, <br />
Magic it was,he didnt lay a finger<br />
on the lute , behold,the chest was open,<br />
his breath being the music of the soul, <br />
along with his sweet words and laughter,<br />
flowing like a symphony, <br />
The treasure,the damsel's heart was stolen,<br />
by this lovable thief , who for once got rewarded <br />
for his theft with the soul and love of the damsel</div>
Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-37045493697356480412011-11-26T22:43:00.001+05:302012-06-09T19:45:30.262+05:30In love, again<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Not again, I said to myself,<br />
This is not at all fair , <br />
I vowed to never fall in love again,<br />
But here am I ,pining over someone.<br />
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I had distanced myself from the people,<br />
who had a chance of making me fall for their features,<br />
I thought my heart was safe, inside the stone fortress,<br />
But alas , I never knew that a mirthful laughter<br />
from a certain person's lips could smash the barrier to pieces.<br />
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Life isn't easy and so is love,<br />
As i fell in love with him, <br />
I felt the bliss and pain,<br />
that accompanies love.<br />
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Is it gonna be a happy ending or <br />
a sad one? I have no clue,<br />
Either way , I am enjoying <br />
the journey with him.<br />
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Never can understand Love,<br />
I thought i knew ,<br />
but here it is again,<br />
i am in love with a person,<br />
who had broken my assumption.<br />
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My writing doesn't follow any rules,<br />
so does our relationship. <br />
But one thing i know for sure,<br />
I am in love with you , <br />
Am happy that its you,<br />
who has won my heart,<br />
the most lovable person i have met.<br />
</div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-81979396078524349462011-11-20T20:23:00.003+05:302011-11-20T20:23:45.738+05:30Dreamzz Unlimited<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #2b80bc; font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #2b80bc; font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 10.5pt;">Dreams. Sometimes leave us with the feeling "What the hell was that all about?" . Makes you wonder what it means<br />
When I was in school , I had a dream for one week . It used to start from the point it ends the night before.<br />
Dream Interpretation has been present from the ancient times. But during those days it was mostly believed that it was a supernatural phenomenon and the dream would be considered prophetic. <br />
It was believed that it was a means of communication from the Gods. <br />
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Dreams are almost like any foreign language. It is believed mostly that dreams are motivated by the events of the day. Freud believed it was all about wish-fulfillment. While Hall believed that dreams were just thought sequences while sleeping.<br />
But sometimes , the dreams are distorted .<br />
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The mind is believed to be divided into three layers. Conscious,Subconscious and Superconscious. And it seems Only Subconscious and Superconscious gets to have the fun of creating the dreams. They have fun distorting the dreams so that the consciousness doesnt interfere as it will not be able to understand and therefore disregards it.<br />
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While the conscious mind is taking rest, it seems that the subconscious goes throught the events that happened in the past 48 hours and on discussing with the superconscious ,prepares the dream.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #2b80bc; font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #2b80bc; font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 10.5pt;">It is believed that if you analyze your dreams , the subconscious and superconscious will help in your daily life<br />
the distortions are called dream symbols<br />
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Below are some interpretation for some symbols:<br />
For eg : <br />
1.When i had this dream of donkeys seated in the auditorium where i was singing. <br />
I thought it signified my singing was like donkey's braying<br />
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But when i tried to interpret it using the dream symbol meaning, it gave a whole new perspective<br />
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So according to dream dictionary<br />
Donkeys in dream mean simplicity and sturdiness ,surrounded by loyal friends<br />
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So now my dream is like i am singing in front of my friends, it did create a happy feeling . But i am not sure whether to believe it . Its mostly gives a positive attitude<br />
2.Falling dreams:<br />
I am sure everyone would have experienced this dream of falling from some height which feels so real. <br />
according to dream dictionary, it means one is overwhelmed and out of control in his life in some situation <br />
According to Freudian theory though,it means you are giving into impulse<br />
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3.Snake :<br />
Snake denotes the balance of good and evil in your life <br />
and if u see a winged serpent in your dream ,it denotes wisdom<br />
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4.Pleading dreams:<br />
to dream that you are pleading it denotes that what you are pleading depends on whether you will have good progress and whether that progress will strengthen your position<br />
5.Dreams about seasons:<br />
If one dreams about autumn ,then it denotes there is a transformations cycle and will experience many ups and downs .</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.0pt;"></span></span></div> <span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #2b80bc; font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #2b80bc; font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 10.5pt;">I dont know why , but whenever it rains, it brings a smile in my face.My worries ,frustration just seem to vanish.<br />
While others rush to find a shelter from the rain,I enjoy it. With my arms stretched sideways and my face looking towards the sky , when the first drop falls, plasters a goofy grin on my face which stays for the day. I feel so pure.<br />
It reminds me that I still retain some childish enthusiasm, and am happy about it I sense the others laughing at me ,but i dont care a damn.<br />
It's their loss.They are the ones not able to enjoy the companionship of such a beautiful and a great friend, trying to retain the mature act.<br />
this is one friend who will make me happy on every visit even if i am a grouchy mood expecting nothing in return.</span></span></div></div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5199294482291152285.post-85634863825291807032011-11-20T20:22:00.001+05:302011-11-20T20:22:47.210+05:30Not fair<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="color: #2b80bc; font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #2b80bc; font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 10.5pt;">Sexual Predators. I am sure almost 80 % of the women population in the world , would have suffered . <br />
Its a bad thing that it happens but its worse when its a child who is harmed. The childhood is totally spoiled. <br />
The innocence taken away once and for all . They have no idea what it means but they just know it hurts.<br />
But the indigestible thing is that mostly 90% of the child victims know their offender. <br />
It might be the neigbour uncle ,or father of one of the friends,bus driver or even someone from the family. <br />
Its one of the people who the child trusts. And the trust is broken. <br />
And right now with the web , its just makes the job easy for a stalker. <br />
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After it happens , in most cases , the child doesn't tell anyone for many reasons.The child does know something bad has happened. <br />
Shame ,fear of being punished and fear of being disbelieved shuts up their mouth. They lock the memories deep inside their mind and vow not to open it. Thereby starts the fear of the dark ,sleepless nights haunted by nightmares. From then, they trust nobody.<br />
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Its just not fair !</span></span></div>Mayurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09570652043587988647noreply@blogger.com0