Nature Surprises You

Rain  Rain  Rain
Please ease our souls and bring down drops of happiness 
Death here and there but I don't care
As a little girl, I worry about my bulbs of onion in clusters coughing with thirst-quenching  throat 
Bare it no more, blood must be spilled
Eternal fight between nature and human can never be won. 
No more time to wait, nothing seems to save us for years. 
As usual my good night kisses to my famine land and remnant beings.
Exotica Exotica exclaimed everyone 
My palms frosted with cool breeze, petrichor waked up my hormones to secrete happiness. 
Atlast a real rain after years. 
Strong and mad beating down the sickness so deep. 
Washing away fear and wail 
I can hear crystal clear drops
But I wonder why so long but today? Was it my prayers? 
Clouds are pouring, down here people are crying. 
Serendipity has serenely ended our pity. 
Stay close to nature,it will never fail you. 

I m writing this post to #Blogchatter for the prompt Serendipity. 

Warm Blood

Warmth, What a great feel. When sun rises, it brings sweet orange beams to warmth my pores of skin.Early morning hug with my family members keeps me toasty.For me, warmth is not physical it is an emotional feel. 
Every morning my mom prepares yummy food for breakfast as well lunch for my school.Alongside she prepares food for murder of crows cawing up in our terrace.This has been a tradition in our family for years. I used to sit in a couch nearby the window to watch over each and every crow enjoying their meal. Warmth cascades around me on seeing those black velvet birds. I would hear my dad shuffling the newspaper, smell of dad's tea lingered throughout the house is an alarm for me to rush to my school.Even today it's a very pleasant feel.Next, our senior member of our family, my grandpa who waters all plants every morning after a small walk accompanied with the warmth of nature. 
Always my walk to school is accomplished with some magically warm moments, Yes I would touch everyone's feet and a tight hug with warm kisses on my forehead.Yes, love surrounds me feeling it's pulsing warmth enveloping me like a electric blanket.As our hearts meet a fire burns within melting away my fears.This comfort, only my family arms can give.
At night after my homeworks completed, fun chat with my family at the dine then dropping down my coldness realising how the day went and save some sacred store of warmth. In the midst of this cold world, with all of it's care and woe, I'm blessed with my family caring warmth and basking in love glow.
We are a family stick together like peas in a pod.  

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I’m blogging about my #MagicOfWarmth moment at BlogAdda in association with Parachute Advansed Hot Oil”

             BOHEMIAN LIFE 

Above a decade he strayed across the borders leading a bohemian life with no order of next phase. Poor as sewage mice he was thrown out. His herculean physique now turned him down to lilliput. The wounded heart slowly, healed and continued its Journey stepping trails of memories and rest at pleasant nostalgias.His shadow escorted him with the pride to lead a refugia life together better than ruthless family and friends.But those days are forever etched in his memory.Last breathe of journey has enriched his life and continued most thrilling life experience. 

I m writing this picture prompt to #BarWoWe  @blogarhythm1




I m writing this post to Geethica, dewcool, slimexpectation for #ClickAndBlogAStory challenge for prompt 'Learn'. 


                   WHY cry of hairs

I’m born inside the water world. 

Day by day I grew in a bald ground. 

I’m much tender and tranquil, 

When my ground expands I too Expand my population 

Without me no beings can look good and charming. MIND IT! 

Girls love my growth and regularly bathes me, I feel more happy when I am with this gender. 

As, the world swirls up as modern and trendy they color me, iron me, harm me, rub me using foams and froths. 

They spray fragrance which makes me dried up and sick. 

They even whip me, whirl me, swap me to their need !Grrr! 

They change my complexion and tone using gels, sprays and dyes.! Ufff! 

People tonsure me in name of god, and lots more. 

I face trouble and pain which you terrific people can’t understand forever. 

Years, pass on I get older color of grey, I fall and flow through air, decay and die under dusty land printed with footpaths of our foes. 

   . . Is this a life?

           Did you find who am I?

           WHY? WHY? Leave us Naturally we make you more adorable. 


                The head of hair committee 

I m writing this post to #Blogchatter for prompt ‘WHY’

Quote on feminism

              CLICK AND BLOG A STORY

I m linking my quote to dewcool, amrita, slimexpectation for #ClickAndBlogAStory

Happy with my senses

                    I'M HAPPY TO LEAD 

Think of this feel as a lighthouse beam on night's darkness . It is dependent on status, race and creed. It is for all people of all times and places. I myself a firm believer that my inner crazy happiness and liberty exists on five senses. 

  • Sight
  • Hear
  • Smell
  • Taste
  • Touch

  May you have warmth  in your             igloo,oil in your lamp and peace in       your heart! 
                                -Eskimo proverb
          I see colours, shape, nature,words,   symbols lot more through 
             my almond eyes, 
   embracing a serene tone.
   Yes I see Happiness through this 
   What more needed to keep my                  eyelashes stronger for mascarra. 

           Music, tune, whistle, chant,                  whisper, resonant, echoes, sneeze,   snore lot more travels detecting through           through radars to my fox ears.
             Yes, I hear happiness. 
     What more needed to soften my ear                 lobe for diamond studs. 

           As the waves of  perfume, aroma,       petrichor, fruity, floral flows in         life when no hurricanes blows,
           brings nostalgic pleasure and                    happiness.What more needed
           for my aquiline nose to inhale? 

           Nothing can benefit my health                  and Happiness for survival on 
           earth as much as the 
                   Taste Of Food. 
           What more needed for tiny buds     in my long pink ribbon. 

            Fine art is one's hand touch                which solves mystery and emotions .  Tender and tranquil care is valuable                      element in healing. 
      What more needed for my physique       constructed with 206 bones. 

Certain times I seem to get lost in bog of future thinking and forget about being present. And I know that when I m in moment , being creative, walking in nature, cooking, falling in love, hearing songs and simply I'm not worrying about that elusive future that doesn't exist. 

Happily, I'm writing this post to #Blogchatter 
Prompt Because I'm Happy

Go for a walk

                             Go For a Walk

It's very important to take sometime to switch off your gadgets and walk in nature. Don't lift too much pressure on you to go for long walk. Just a few minutes of walk awakens your senses to feel "Shit! I poorly wasted all my lifetime without plugging in my foots to the earth to recharge my heart battery. I promise there is something enriching and serene about walking . We are all used to walk looking down at our phones, that we forget to look above us. 
Watch the clouds, cirrus , birds, lovely people around, stare at the stars, poetic greenish trees, chirping birds, fragrance of flowers and fruits I m sure your inner child emerges out . 

Nature is all we want. Love nature in return it nurtures you incredibly. 
Let's breathe pure air for our future pillars. 

I'm writing this post for #UltimateBlogChallenge Day9



Surprisingly , I took the snapshot with high speed.

Excited to link my post with  dew and  Zainab for their #ClickAndBlogAStory linky challenge. 

The only divine soul who sets my puzzles everyday. My mother
is a wonder woman who dedicates
her life to three souls.Dad,me and my brother.She is strong and most prettiest woman I know
Always mother's day hold a
special place in my heart because I love making handmade gifts.When I started writing this post it was all about my strong mom who have fought loss of her first child. Those pain faced by mom is ineffable.No matter how old I become she is always my oberon who fulfills my wishes.I always share whisked loved with her that gives us a special bond of chemical reactions.MyMom's 
love is contagious and 
unconditional. This post made me nostalgic,I m gonna plunder
her candy kisses for me right after posting this blog😁.I 
believe that my mother and god are partners in building my body with 206 bones,service, sacrifice,love.My eternal love is always my mom. 

                                               MY ONE WORD 2017
  For me 2016 was an Yin Yang experience.

  Let me welcome my year 2017 with glee and a dance.
  Yes,I wanna build and play with 12 dominoes of 2017.
  I believe this new year is gonna drag me into cloud nine.
  To be candid I've never made resolutions in my lifetime.
  But my mom portrays instead of me in making resolutions
  during my childhood days.Those BOREDOM resolutions

  • Brushing my teeth twice
  • Early to sleep,Early to rise
  • Eat healthy and nutritious foods
  • Say no to Idiot Box
  After my puberty my mom's resolutions for me were:

  • No late night hangouts with friends
  • No chats and phone calls
  • No more bunk for colleges with catchy slogans saying I got fever,stomach aches.
  • No to video games,fb,whatsapp,instagram...               

  Hahaaa yes I followed all those only for 5 to 6 days.But I miss those chuckle some resolutions for me by mom Now I am full fledged So, I have chosen the word  IDIOSYNCRASY.

  I prefer to explore the most constant and crystallized moments My belief is that 
 everybody has their own idiosyncrasies to accomplish their job in life.It's always 
 boring to be like headed so I wanna be alone to develop idiosyncrasy that makes
 me interesting.I admire at Albert Einstein who dared to be different from everyone
 else.Others may share my talents and skills but there is no one identical to me.
 Why should I concern on others what they think about me?So, I am gonna celebrate
 my  idiosyncrasy not worry about what others think.It's better to be nerd than one
 of  the herd. Today,is a new day to seize the wonder and uniqueness throughout this
 year of 365 days.I want to move my life into  the direction I want to go. So yes I
 wanna march to a different drummer in 2017.I wanna be a IDIOSYNCRASY.

  Wishing everyone a very happy zappy New Year 2017.

   I am writing this post and linking up for word of the year
   by Laurel Regan @alphabetsalad
   New year prompt by BlogChatter