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"Your people murdered my people. So, I will kill yours". "Alright! Who are your people"? "My people belong to my religion". "What is religion"? "My religion is my God". "Does God ask you to kill? 'No". "Then why"? "I will do anything for God". "Do you pray? "No". "Do you go for worship?  "No". "Do you follow what z said by God"? "No, but I will even kill for God. If God appears n asks I will stop killing". "But, yesterday, you killed God by mistake  While he was requesting to stop murder                                                                  By  Jisha 

My glossy skin turned rough with patches, Wrinkles blanketing my whole body, Fine lines and laugh lines paved way, My teeth is in a glass jar at night, Smiling all night at naked walls...... My husky voice turned feeble, I search for my eyeglass on Bible, I got a bent on my spinal cord, My nails are not polished anymore, My pitch black hair turned grey, With my skull visible all through my hair..... My hands that were pulsating strong once Are weaker than those of my grandchild, It takes longer time to cross a short way With rickety feet that always want to rest, I no longer have a cosmetic box, Instead a box full of rainbow tablets...... Still my wrinkles yearn for your caress, My naked mouth I open for a smack, With my feeble voice I call your name, With my rickety steps I run into your arms, Stretching my arched shivering hands, I try to straighten my spinal bend, To feel the rhythm of your breath. I am searching for my old cosmetic box, That's filled with colours and smiles.......

LIMBO Why don't I get a break from limbo? Why can't limbo give way for life? Life is when you are worth living it!!! Life is when you are worth living it!!! The day kills the boredom of night, The sun shines when the moon fades, The summer whistles after winter, The rain drenches the sun kissed ground, Merriment gives way for grieves, Then, Why don't I get a break from limbo! I dream of saying toodles to life too! The trials and tribulations of life, Tempts me to embrace slumber! Drinking the nectar of forgetfulness, I crave for a slumber inside a lotus, To wake up to the sizzling sunshine, Holding the reins of my pshyche. I want a break from limbo and life! Life is when you are worth living it! (JCJ)                                                 

A smile can melt a heart away... A smile can speak stronger than idioms, A smile can pause rolling bubbles away  A smile can kindle light in the murk Smile is the boon of Almighty.... Smile has the charisma of affection  New born baby smiles after vagitus  This is a gift only humans have.... Don't hide your gift under the wings Soar to the sky until the roof touches Just scatter it around the world  Illuminate the cosmos with smile...

I don't precisely remember from where did I get him! When I named him Hippy he came running towards me with his tail wagging as if he liked to be called so. The lonesome room which had just the company of my old clock with its jarring sound filled with laughter and his pranks tickling my funny bones. Whenever I tried to pen or scribble something on my school book Hippy would come stealthily aiming my pen possessing the vigor of a cougar that is going to pounce on its prey. The mere sight of his ogle would break me into a spasm of laugh. I would reach the utmost stage of an impulse to giggle when I spot him swaying on the curtain back and forth. Nothing could push him to the valley of lonesomeness as whatever he touched was lovelier than a toy for him. In the interim, it's a daunting task for a human to find himself contented and occupied with his spree of interest. He was the happiest kitten I had ever seen... My inexperienced countryside life along with my age made...

It was a dreary Saturday afternoon and it triggered the whim of all the hostelites for a stroll. But we could do it only unbeknown to our hostel warden whose rigid monastery life hampered her from supporting the lifestyle of youngsters. Then, a question emerged was  with regard to the location! I always preferred random unplanned locations over the planned ones as the former always surprised us with their element of novelty. Eventually, we came to a covenant to go somewhere nearby as it’s already late for a venture to a remote place.  Our compulsive desire got bloomed when the permission was granted with the help of the pack of lies that we had spread in front of the warden. If anyone had any desire to be truthful throughout life, it would get vanished or at least get diminished in the presence of our warden Ms. Preskilla as she denied all the genuine requests. Gradually everyone learned the tactics to bring her in line.  When we reached the college yard it was ...