Mahashivratri……

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Happy Mahashivratri to all……

that time was lovely moment of childhood when walking to a temple which was 7 kilometer was a fun and full of masti……walking, eating, taking rest, running and at temple the craze of the temple 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

in college…taking permission from warden and going temple at early morning and specially meeting to my best friend…..i am gonna miss many things on this day….

i will miss u very mush munna bhai, my best buddy… 🙂 🙂

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Life of 24 Hours

I read this piece of writing a while ago and thought of sharing it with you all.

A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to the audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face, she inquired: “How heavy is this glass of water?”

Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz.

She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She…

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what a softy.. ❤

soumyav

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With  the  advent  of winter , the chilled wind  brought

  Memories  of  the old  snowballs,

Thrown  and  caught  with  excitement….

With me ,you  and  few friends  to  play on!

 

The soft softies  that  melted  slowly  within,

 Freezing  and  numbing  our voice,

as  we licked  and  

Still  the  fun never went  dim…

 

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In the woods where we walked ,

Many times we got deserted  and lost,

Screaming and  yelling  each other’s name,

We often got reunited  in minutes of forlorn ….

 

The street to the downtown goes  straight,

Often  reminds  of  our innumerable games ,

 Cycling to the end of the world,

We dreamt …

“We would never separate”, we claimed…

 

The golden ,silvery chilling days…

Are now gone and are  lost ,

in the sands of time  …

like  the…

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the last moment

soumyav

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Days of silence between us,

how far have we been ushered,

trembling lips cannot utter,

the words from the core that emerged…

 

Even if we sit for a while
our eyes glancing in deep drowned life,
It needs a crack to break the ice,
when everything freezes within time…

Frozen remain we and our minds,
as if got  mesmerized,
long before we realize…
time shall play its own maritime…

When shocked we would discover,
the moment has passed and lost for ever,
when we could open our hearts …
to bare our soul…
as the yearning had been so afar…

Will another frame of time be there,
when the same moment,the same instant,
come again…

like fresh breathe of air,
And we shall concede and express…
the languished pining stored in our sense…

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