A new Villa, a new dawn
His day started
with a lemon tea
and the fragrance of the mist.
There came a guest
He felt the poet in him
“Do you have a home?”
he inquired within.
“Look!” gestured
his guest flapped the wings
and began flying high to show
it’s little home – Earth!
His Villa
shrunk little as a hut.
– Din
Till we understood, even Science was called as “a Magic”. I believe, we still have so many magics around us like God, Love, Nature etc.
– Din
Image Credits : Berkozturk
Dear Friend,
Oh, how can this be
You and I are losing me.
Some day soon
Maybe morning, Maybe noon
I will no longer be the me
You and I know as me.
I ask, what is happening to me,
And the answer seems to be
Words and thoughts frequently scramble
And my conversations seem to ramble.
O, how can this be
You and I are losing me.
What do you see when you look into my eyes?
And neighbors just to pry?
Confusion, hurt, pity and pain,
For I am ill and not insane.
Oh Lord, help me I pray,
And this is what He seems to say,
“Fear not child, I will come and take you home,
To be with me for all eternity.”
What can we do from losing me?
“Nothing” say the experts.
But in my confused and foggy state,
To you I plea,
“Love me,
Remember me
Help me to be
All that I can be
For as long as I can be
The me we know as me.”
Courtesy & Credits : Originally written by Janis Hogan Aplin
I would like to call money a spoiled brat of human parents.
When everyone wait in a queue money cries to jump the queue and it will get special premium entry to worship GOD.
When justice remains same for all on book, money cries and ensures justice remains only on books.
When a talented kid lacks the opportunity to learn in a good infrastructure, money cries and buys seats for donations.
When an ethical man follows any procedure, money cries and make him a fool by dealing under the table.
When people starve need help desperately, money cries and goes to hibernate on illegal bank accounts.
When a life is at stake in a hospital, money cries and plays business with death.
When a woman is cornered, money cries and pushes her into selling herself.
When humans earn for living, money cries and pushes them to live for money.
When morality gets sick, money cries and redefines immorality as morality.
At last When society got selfish and then also money cries. It wants them to be more greedy for possessing it.
When you chase Success, think of Noodles. It comes with complex knots and not the instant factor.
– Din
