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Maggie thought ------- I have 781 people in Facebook, I have 215 people in Instagram, I have 101 people in WhatsApp, I have 50 friends in my temple, I have 30 in associations, I have 20 close relatives, I have 10 close friends, When I stretched my hand- I hardly got ONE!!!!!!! Then why 781?      JJ

My Elder Daughter  The one who wants to see me extremely happy 24/7, The one who finds out even the most talented hidden moisture in my eyes, The one who bears with my mood swings and insulting remarks, The one who thinks of how to make me contented, The one to whom I open the dark chambers of life, The detective who finds out my hidden emotions, The one who cries her heart out if I chose not to talk, The one who is not satisfied with 100 hugs a day, The one who is sometimes my bosom friend, The one who writes and reads like me, The love in her heart makes me feel being loved, The love in her heart kept me alive in the hardest times of life, What else to say, her name in my phone is "My breath" which is true in all sense ❤️ 

"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 

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 ...

I was so curious about the thin rectangular black box which my dadda carried with him every now and then. I noticed him with parted lips talking over it at times politely, sometimes harsh, and on the other times with so much love and happiness. I got confused recoking why is he chatting with a box and why is he feeling ire with it while it is always being silent! It was seen quite invariably. My mamma also had a box with an amber colour. Shortly afterwards, I came to a conviction that it's something very significant or some indispensable part of life.  Later on, I clocked an opportunity to touch it with my bare hands. I felt it as heavy in my little hands despite of its thin appearance. Just like my parents, I held it with one hand and drew lines here and there with the tip of my tiny fingers. To my dismay, I saw variagated hues sparkling over it with a vibration. Suddenly my mama snatched it from my hands. I was heartbroken and started whining. My shrill voice pierced ...

It’s nothing short of an alluring place where one can vent all the stress out. Never have I seen a lake unfenced so far in my life in Bengaluru, until my eyes could feast on the Mydala lake which is around 65 kilometres away from the city. The mesmerising arena is a blend of three magnificent sights: the sunset, the giant boulders and the pale blue coloured lake. The gentle breeze curls up above the water- spread and the foreshore areas. It was around five o’clock in the evening when I reached the Mydala lake with my bubbly gang. The vehicles could reach so close to the lakeside that only a few steps could make it . Even though the lakefront was not sandy, the rocky shore substituted it so well that we could sit and relax without getting anxious of getting muddy on all over our outfit. The breezy air that emerged from the far away hills fondled us top to toe. After playing in the water and skimming stones awhile, we withdrew to the area of rocky land with giant ...

It was the constant rings from my friend who lived miles away in native that woke me up from my slumber. My eyes that were half opened and unwilling to greet the morning rays checked the time. It was 07.30 in the morning. In my life schedule that was the wee hours of the day as I was a night owl. My roomies who could not tolerate even the subtle entrance of hunger had gone to fill their tummies except Angel as she always used to follow her own routines. I answered the call tediously as the sleep still lingered over my head. But the response literarily shattered me to the abyss… I couldn’t wipe it out from my ears even after the passage of the very eighteen years. "Maggy, your brother!!!! Your brother!!!” As she couldn’t bear the heaviness of her heart she disconnected the call. I dread to think of it even after the passage of a couple of lustrums. My heart was in my mouth…my eyes got wide opened…If there was even a tinge of sleep it was propelled at the blink of an eye...

Are you a nature lover? Then don’t seek assistance from anyone or anything to discover alluring places. Plan with your own instincts. There are plenty in store for us to track down in nature. What you all have to do is just pack your bags and go to unexplored areas where you can locate the mesmerizing spots. Even an arid area will have something to show you of its own. I could fathom this fact only when I ventured out a trip to Ooty. I felt a little bored as it was the fourth time I visited the same old place. Then we checked the search engines for the spots of panoramic view and they led us to Coonoor, a place near Ooty. On the way, we felt like parking the vehicle to have a peep around the place. What we could see was a stunning valley lying in front of us. The view still lingers in my psyche with all its lush foliage. The blessing triggered my instinct to park at all the places where I felt like and I could enjoy an unnoticed waterfall, a lake and a few more places which...

Eyes lurking for a lush panoramic view? Then the picturesque spot at Coonoor is beckoning you with the disposition of a flora feast to serve for your eyes. Here the clouds nestle you in their arms. You will get into a reverie that you are on the vast sky among the clouds swinging with the fog as a matter of fact. Anytime your vision will get suspended with the foggy air and it wrap you around like a white blanket. The waterfall view on the opposite side of the valley will make you spellbound. The greeneries down the valley sways with the misty breeze. But the fog is the determiner whether to provide you with a visual treat or not. If he resolves not to, you will have to wait for hours pleading him to depart for a while to have a view of the valley with the waterfall gushing down. Are you pondering over the peculiar name of the viewpoint! Yes, it got its name Dolphin’s Nose as the observation deck has its sahpe. So pack your bags at the drop of a hat and rush up to this view...

                                                                     Hailstones I wait for that day of downpour,    When hailstones shower from the sky. I relish keeping them on my palms, Enduing merrily the icy cold. I scan its melting process, Getting thinner and thinner bit by bit... Oozing cold water to sip..... Its splendor outshining the - Refrigerated ice cubes. But the fleeting pleasure, Of the melting hailstones! My psyche persist in coaxing me, To seek something worthful, Creating a perennial appeal, In the transitory moments of life, To leave behind when we melt down.

A cup of tea is my cup of tea, Implying respite from tedious routine. With the spicy scent of cardamom, And with the colour of solace, It drives me to a reverie of respite The dripping tea fills to the brim, The rising smoke swirls around, My tiny tongue, triggering to sip. It fills my belly a hot-filling one. Won't miss you for all the tea in China. Tea alone, with friends, foes and kins Spread various vibes and flavours.