It was market day, where all vegetables were being bartered. Raggu mumbled to Mannu " I'm going out for the market. you take care of the home, I will be back soon".
Mannu said "yes mummy! please bring me some chocolates too!".
It has been many days, there were no letters from the soldier.
but today postman halted by Mannu's home and cried out for him.
Manny merrily went towards postman. Postman this time was a bit unhappy.
the postman inquired," where is your mom Mannu?"
Mannu told " mummy departed to market, I will ratify and take the letter"
the postman transmitted letter sadly and went back.
Mannu eagerly unwrapped, opened the letter and read the letter
" dear Raggu and mannu, as I previously cited war might occur at the border! yes, I am going for war. I might not get a chance to meet you both in this life or might be I will alive! I can't say. I want to say both of you take care of each other. I want Mannu to become a soldier and protect our motherland, this is my last wish. you might be crying now, do not cry. I am always there with y'all. One day I will return to home definitely. I hope you to take care and wait for me".
along with the letter, there was one more letter, which confirmed that the soldier's corpse is not being found after the war, after searching a lot. He is declared as dead.
Mannu was broken, Tears swivelled his cheeks. suddenly he contemplates her mom coming and he hides letters in file.
Manu went to his mom and cuddled her widely.
Ragu asked, " what happened son, does anything happened?"
Mannu said, " mummy nothing happened, I missed you".
Raggu chuckled and said" now I am back! today I am going to prepare your dad favourite dishes and we will enjoy it".
Mannu tried not to glimpse sad and grinned a little.
In the night, he silently went towards the register and starts reading all letters of the soldier, weeping silently. He concluded not to say mom tangibility about his father dead, which will shatter her into pieces.
Next day, he went to the postman. Mannu said" postman uncle, I do not want my mother to realize about dad's dead.she will be smashed into pieces if she knows. I want my mom to smile always".
postman uncle " I am so apologetic about your dad's death, I will not say Raggu about death I swear you".
After two days, there is the birthday of Raggu. Mannu determined to write an imitation letter from his dad wishing Raggu on her birthday. He wrote a letter and went to the postman. He passed the letter and urged him to give it to her mom after two days. He went to the temple, prayed for his dad soul and peace. He was sad and alone.
soon the day arrived, Rajju was very happy. She was eagerly waiting for postman for the letter. Postman reached the home and hands-on letter. Raggu signed and took the letter.
Raggu called Mannu and said him happily to read the letter.
Mannu started reading a letter
" my dear Raggu, I wish you a happy birthday. I wish you live longer. I love you so much and feel lucky to have you in my life. Here everything is fine. You do not worry about me. Take care of yourself and Mannu. I wish I can see you on this special day!. You might be looking beautiful and always keep smiling. I can't say when I can come, but I will keep on sending you letters. Take care and love you".
Raggu was very happy and caressed his son happily. This time Raggu took the letter and kept with herself.
Mannu went out near the temple, started moaning.
He knows his dad will never return back. He feels like deceiving on mom but want her mom to smile always...
#review #story #ae
Mannu said "yes mummy! please bring me some chocolates too!".
It has been many days, there were no letters from the soldier.
but today postman halted by Mannu's home and cried out for him.
Manny merrily went towards postman. Postman this time was a bit unhappy.
the postman inquired," where is your mom Mannu?"
Mannu told " mummy departed to market, I will ratify and take the letter"
the postman transmitted letter sadly and went back.
Mannu eagerly unwrapped, opened the letter and read the letter
" dear Raggu and mannu, as I previously cited war might occur at the border! yes, I am going for war. I might not get a chance to meet you both in this life or might be I will alive! I can't say. I want to say both of you take care of each other. I want Mannu to become a soldier and protect our motherland, this is my last wish. you might be crying now, do not cry. I am always there with y'all. One day I will return to home definitely. I hope you to take care and wait for me".
along with the letter, there was one more letter, which confirmed that the soldier's corpse is not being found after the war, after searching a lot. He is declared as dead.
Mannu was broken, Tears swivelled his cheeks. suddenly he contemplates her mom coming and he hides letters in file.
Manu went to his mom and cuddled her widely.
Ragu asked, " what happened son, does anything happened?"
Mannu said, " mummy nothing happened, I missed you".
Raggu chuckled and said" now I am back! today I am going to prepare your dad favourite dishes and we will enjoy it".
Mannu tried not to glimpse sad and grinned a little.
In the night, he silently went towards the register and starts reading all letters of the soldier, weeping silently. He concluded not to say mom tangibility about his father dead, which will shatter her into pieces.
Next day, he went to the postman. Mannu said" postman uncle, I do not want my mother to realize about dad's dead.she will be smashed into pieces if she knows. I want my mom to smile always".
postman uncle " I am so apologetic about your dad's death, I will not say Raggu about death I swear you".
After two days, there is the birthday of Raggu. Mannu determined to write an imitation letter from his dad wishing Raggu on her birthday. He wrote a letter and went to the postman. He passed the letter and urged him to give it to her mom after two days. He went to the temple, prayed for his dad soul and peace. He was sad and alone.
soon the day arrived, Rajju was very happy. She was eagerly waiting for postman for the letter. Postman reached the home and hands-on letter. Raggu signed and took the letter.
Raggu called Mannu and said him happily to read the letter.
Mannu started reading a letter
" my dear Raggu, I wish you a happy birthday. I wish you live longer. I love you so much and feel lucky to have you in my life. Here everything is fine. You do not worry about me. Take care of yourself and Mannu. I wish I can see you on this special day!. You might be looking beautiful and always keep smiling. I can't say when I can come, but I will keep on sending you letters. Take care and love you".
Raggu was very happy and caressed his son happily. This time Raggu took the letter and kept with herself.
Mannu went out near the temple, started moaning.
He knows his dad will never return back. He feels like deceiving on mom but want her mom to smile always...
#review #story #ae
Through the darkness, we see the light.
Is it the peace for which we fight?
Human continues to exploit, without any fear
It has to stop, else destruction is near.
If we don't stop, where it will lead?
On skulls and corpses,a peacekeeping deed?
Lust for power is the reason of all
Power is the whore, for which even saint can fall.
We are also the same, got no different.
The one who is virgin,is not always the saint.
We are it and it is we,
Hailing the power, on our knee.
Because you don't have it, don't think there's no wants.
In your darkest nights, the crave for power haunts.
#poem #review
Is it the peace for which we fight?
Human continues to exploit, without any fear
It has to stop, else destruction is near.
If we don't stop, where it will lead?
On skulls and corpses,a peacekeeping deed?
Lust for power is the reason of all
Power is the whore, for which even saint can fall.
We are also the same, got no different.
The one who is virgin,is not always the saint.
We are it and it is we,
Hailing the power, on our knee.
Because you don't have it, don't think there's no wants.
In your darkest nights, the crave for power haunts.
#poem #review
winning an argument
doesn't change the truth
though it could change
some people's view
#AhmadMusa #quote #review
doesn't change the truth
though it could change
some people's view
#AhmadMusa #quote #review
Dark night with black clouds ;
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.
The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain
A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..
So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!
#review #poem #akshita
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.
The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain
A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..
So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!
#review #poem #akshita
Dark night with black clouds ;
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.
The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain
A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..
So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!
#review #poem #akshita
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.
The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain
A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..
So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!
#review #poem #akshita
Science
the most influential
infant in the world
it leads its parents
while continuing
to suckle their sweat
#AhmadMusa
#review #poem
the most influential
infant in the world
it leads its parents
while continuing
to suckle their sweat
#AhmadMusa
#review #poem
where the sky meets with the ground.
Where we can hear the soundless sound.
Where the peaks are hugged with snow.
Where the silence is only thing to know.
Where the peaks glitter with sunshine.
Where there's an urge to be one with divine.
Where the mighty rivers flow with life.
Where the solitude is our only true wife .
Where finally the ignorance dies.
Where finally the heart get eyes.
Where the mountains heal the soul.
Where we can experience life as a whole.
where we can jump into the unknown Abyss.
Where we can experience the timeless bliss.
Where the sunsets sets ablaze the sky.
Where the heart goes just higher and high.
Where we loose, yet we gain
Where the soil is fragranced with rain.
Those who dare, to loose to divine.
They become pure, revevarating like a shrine.
There's an irresistible urge to break the walls.
My heart always awaits,the Himalayan call♥️
#poem #review
Where we can hear the soundless sound.
Where the peaks are hugged with snow.
Where the silence is only thing to know.
Where the peaks glitter with sunshine.
Where there's an urge to be one with divine.
Where the mighty rivers flow with life.
Where the solitude is our only true wife .
Where finally the ignorance dies.
Where finally the heart get eyes.
Where the mountains heal the soul.
Where we can experience life as a whole.
where we can jump into the unknown Abyss.
Where we can experience the timeless bliss.
Where the sunsets sets ablaze the sky.
Where the heart goes just higher and high.
Where we loose, yet we gain
Where the soil is fragranced with rain.
Those who dare, to loose to divine.
They become pure, revevarating like a shrine.
There's an irresistible urge to break the walls.
My heart always awaits,the Himalayan call♥️
#poem #review
I miss the way we counted stars,
The way you sang to me with your guitar.
I miss the way we cuddled,
When things were not this muddled.
The times you wiped my tears,
The times when you made me fought my fears.
The things we did in love,
When we lived together in our cove.
But now,time has took you away
And oh! My life is now all gray.
I wish i could rewrite the stars,
But,i know I can't and it's bizzare.
I hope you return,
And heal my heart's burn.
Because i still believe,
That only you can give my heart relief...
#review #poem #akshita
The way you sang to me with your guitar.
I miss the way we cuddled,
When things were not this muddled.
The times you wiped my tears,
The times when you made me fought my fears.
The things we did in love,
When we lived together in our cove.
But now,time has took you away
And oh! My life is now all gray.
I wish i could rewrite the stars,
But,i know I can't and it's bizzare.
I hope you return,
And heal my heart's burn.
Because i still believe,
That only you can give my heart relief...
#review #poem #akshita
I miss the way we counted stars,
The way you sang to me with your guitar.
I miss the way we cuddled,
When things were not this muddled.
The times you wiped my tears,
The times when you made me fought my fears.
The things we did in love,
When we lived together in our cove.
But now,time has took you away
And oh! My life is now all gray.
I wish i could rewrite the stars,
But,i know I can't and it's bizzare.
I hope you return,
And heal my heart's burn.
Because i still believe,
That only you can give my heart a relief...
#review #poem #akshita
The way you sang to me with your guitar.
I miss the way we cuddled,
When things were not this muddled.
The times you wiped my tears,
The times when you made me fought my fears.
The things we did in love,
When we lived together in our cove.
But now,time has took you away
And oh! My life is now all gray.
I wish i could rewrite the stars,
But,i know I can't and it's bizzare.
I hope you return,
And heal my heart's burn.
Because i still believe,
That only you can give my heart a relief...
#review #poem #akshita
#everyone #review
#poem
Little Bernadette
had a shiny mirror
she spent all-day
looking into it
she frowned at her scars
but the mirror called them beautiful
Smile, it said
you're beautiful as you are
one day the mirror fell
oh, and poor Bernadette
cried at the sight
of it broken into pieces
she picked up the pieces
the glass hurting her skin
and then she gasped
for in every single piece
she could see herself
there were a dozen different mirrors
telling her to Smile
#meg
#poem
Little Bernadette
had a shiny mirror
she spent all-day
looking into it
she frowned at her scars
but the mirror called them beautiful
Smile, it said
you're beautiful as you are
one day the mirror fell
oh, and poor Bernadette
cried at the sight
of it broken into pieces
she picked up the pieces
the glass hurting her skin
and then she gasped
for in every single piece
she could see herself
there were a dozen different mirrors
telling her to Smile
#meg
#review #shortstory
(Pink world)
Once there was a pretty little girl named lily 👧 she was overjoyed, she liked pink alot, she always dreamed about pink world . In the pink world every thing was pink the earth, sky , and clouds☁ .one day she asked her father to take her to the pink world and she always talked about her dream and pink world to her parent and by her silly voice made them laugh and her parents thought that she likes colour pink that's why she create such a imagination in her mind . After that she realized that no one can understand her about pink world so she went to her room and fell a sleep abruptly pink angel 🧚called her name: cute lily I'm here to fulfil your dream said the pink angel. When little lily opened her eyes she was really happy ☺ and she said I knew that pink world isn't just a dream . And the pink angel🧚 replied: yes little lily it's not just a dream it's real but it's not for human it's just for pink angels but I found out every night 🌃 you have a dream about pink world so I will take you there just to get your dream and then I will take you back to your parent,after all the pink angel took lily to the pink world and finally her dream came true and in the pink world she saw a lot of pink angels,dalso she enjoyed the pink earth and pink sky after that the pink angel as she promised took lily back to her parents and she talked about all of these things to her parent and she was happy ever after 🧚🌎
(Pink world)
Once there was a pretty little girl named lily 👧 she was overjoyed, she liked pink alot, she always dreamed about pink world . In the pink world every thing was pink the earth, sky , and clouds☁ .one day she asked her father to take her to the pink world and she always talked about her dream and pink world to her parent and by her silly voice made them laugh and her parents thought that she likes colour pink that's why she create such a imagination in her mind . After that she realized that no one can understand her about pink world so she went to her room and fell a sleep abruptly pink angel 🧚called her name: cute lily I'm here to fulfil your dream said the pink angel. When little lily opened her eyes she was really happy ☺ and she said I knew that pink world isn't just a dream . And the pink angel🧚 replied: yes little lily it's not just a dream it's real but it's not for human it's just for pink angels but I found out every night 🌃 you have a dream about pink world so I will take you there just to get your dream and then I will take you back to your parent,after all the pink angel took lily to the pink world and finally her dream came true and in the pink world she saw a lot of pink angels,dalso she enjoyed the pink earth and pink sky after that the pink angel as she promised took lily back to her parents and she talked about all of these things to her parent and she was happy ever after 🧚🌎
Love in the Shade.
In the tropical sun-heat,
in the cool shade of the mango tree,
hearts skipped a beat
and felt was a feeling so free.
Wiped were the unseen tears
that had flown so often,
the untold fears,
suddenly gone and forgotten.
It wasn't much to have
albeit being so priceless.
Treasured it was, love,
for it made life fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
In the tropical sun-heat,
in the cool shade of the mango tree,
hearts skipped a beat
and felt was a feeling so free.
Wiped were the unseen tears
that had flown so often,
the untold fears,
suddenly gone and forgotten.
It wasn't much to have
albeit being so priceless.
Treasured it was, love,
for it made life fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
Love in the Tropical Shade.
In the tropical sun-heat,
in the cool shade of the mango tree,
hearts skipped a beat
and felt was a feeling so free.
Wiped were the unseen tears
that had flown so often,
the untold fears,
suddenly gone and forgotten.
It wasn't much to have
albeit being so priceless.
Treasured it was, love,
for it made life fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
In the tropical sun-heat,
in the cool shade of the mango tree,
hearts skipped a beat
and felt was a feeling so free.
Wiped were the unseen tears
that had flown so often,
the untold fears,
suddenly gone and forgotten.
It wasn't much to have
albeit being so priceless.
Treasured it was, love,
for it made life fearless.
#rocky #poem #review
#scene
I took her over the grasses which were slighlty wet due to rains, the atmosphere was silent the sky had turned to a bit of orange shade as sun was ready to cease for the day.
There was hardly anything she could speak but her eyes said it all, as I fed here sandwiches there the thin line of stress on her forehead seemed to have vanished even though she could not express I could feel her faint smile.
That was The day I told here the truth knowing hardly was she perceiving anything due to past to seizure attacks.
#review
I took her over the grasses which were slighlty wet due to rains, the atmosphere was silent the sky had turned to a bit of orange shade as sun was ready to cease for the day.
There was hardly anything she could speak but her eyes said it all, as I fed here sandwiches there the thin line of stress on her forehead seemed to have vanished even though she could not express I could feel her faint smile.
That was The day I told here the truth knowing hardly was she perceiving anything due to past to seizure attacks.
#review
Curtain call
When all is said and done,
we will lie sprawled under the sun,
and recur the seasons of verdure and savory dew;
the ethereality of life anew.
When your fur coat turns dun,
and the fireflies, now, you shun,
we will bury our noses in tales, utopian yet blue
and strive to keep a clear hue, wiping a tear or two.
When the battle is won,
and the final curtain is drawn,
over your entrails, a new beginning will ensue.
It is airy tonight, my Canine,
Adieu.
(the last line in the seconds stanza is a reference to the Japanese animated series, Psycho Pass. According to Wiki Fandom, in Psycho Pass, Hue is a reflection of a person's stress level.)
#review
#sor3h
#poerty
When all is said and done,
we will lie sprawled under the sun,
and recur the seasons of verdure and savory dew;
the ethereality of life anew.
When your fur coat turns dun,
and the fireflies, now, you shun,
we will bury our noses in tales, utopian yet blue
and strive to keep a clear hue, wiping a tear or two.
When the battle is won,
and the final curtain is drawn,
over your entrails, a new beginning will ensue.
It is airy tonight, my Canine,
Adieu.
(the last line in the seconds stanza is a reference to the Japanese animated series, Psycho Pass. According to Wiki Fandom, in Psycho Pass, Hue is a reflection of a person's stress level.)
#review
#sor3h
#poerty
#wca #wcss #review #scene #Go
The Love was bright, and in those deep mysteries of a loveless lovely couple, a song was made for the young girl and young boy, how come you may say? Loveless yet lovely, the dark yet bright love? The Girl was the reason why it was dark, the boy the reason why it was loveless, the obsession they may say of a Valkyrie, the sadness of a not understandable voice of despair from a warrior.
The girl observed the boy, the boy observed the girl, and for once they clash, with clear golden eyes of the girl and despair for the boy’s heart, the girl says – Tell me, Tell me, what I must do, if for your sake I’ll be through – The boy starts to sing – Not by my lake your love I must take – But in one twisted moment the girl sings – Now, don’t worry my own love, grab my hand and become a little dove – This very song, was created by them, and they call themselves the lovely yet loveless couple, singing at the darkest of the parks, within a cloudless autumn, they smile, and they kiss, yet so graciously, yet so beautiful.
The Love was bright, out of their different kind, and once again they may smile.
The Love was bright, and in those deep mysteries of a loveless lovely couple, a song was made for the young girl and young boy, how come you may say? Loveless yet lovely, the dark yet bright love? The Girl was the reason why it was dark, the boy the reason why it was loveless, the obsession they may say of a Valkyrie, the sadness of a not understandable voice of despair from a warrior.
The girl observed the boy, the boy observed the girl, and for once they clash, with clear golden eyes of the girl and despair for the boy’s heart, the girl says – Tell me, Tell me, what I must do, if for your sake I’ll be through – The boy starts to sing – Not by my lake your love I must take – But in one twisted moment the girl sings – Now, don’t worry my own love, grab my hand and become a little dove – This very song, was created by them, and they call themselves the lovely yet loveless couple, singing at the darkest of the parks, within a cloudless autumn, they smile, and they kiss, yet so graciously, yet so beautiful.
The Love was bright, out of their different kind, and once again they may smile.