you keep gazing towards the moving hands without observing what is getting painted and what a surprise!!!! you grow a liking for the painter sometimes influenced with the work and mostly due to cosy company.in early phase of life most of us don't have much knowledge about painting.We are like a kid standing in front of canvas in an open field just moving crayons on it.have you ever observed kids doing this crazy stuff.they move crayons in a haphazard way like they know what they wish to without knowing what they want to draw,their pace of humming is proportional to the speed of the tip of crayon.they seem busy but happy.this is the most relaxed but sophisticated phase.here we have ample of time,ample of options but unrealized.due to lack of guidance rather experience we lose bright options only later to repent and resolve that we shall not let this happen to my own kid :). If they do not hold up the light when the night is troubled with storm, O thou unlucky one, with the thunder flame of pain ignite thy own heart and let it burn alone.įirst is always THE FIRST.Everything happening for the first time sticks in the memory s like memory was initially like a white plain and colourful first happenings kept occurring and glued to it s called the canvas of life.the more bright colours the better life presumed,the grey areas showin sadly tough moments and the covered area declaring life lived truly.you are the painter of this canvas but sometimes someone comes from nowhere ,snatches the brush from your hands swiftly and tells-hi,let me paint it for you ? initially looking towards him or her you seem bemused,befuddled,bewildered.most of us surrender the brush mostly due to our insincerity in the stuff or rather more belief in the visitor. If they turn away, and desert you when crossing the wilderness, O thou unlucky one, trample the thorns under thy tread, and along the blood-lined track travel alone. If they answer not to thy call walk alone, If they are afraid and cower mutely facing the wall, O thou unlucky one, open thy mind and speak out alone.
Ekla chalo re ringtones free#
its like ohh how mechanised the body and soul has become.ther are so many things amiss in life which dont need to be missed at any cost.they are free but they are precious.so precious that we cant afford it with any currency.no matter whether we used to enjoy them alone or with some one special or with buddies we still can enjoy them s like if no one responds to your call then go your way alone.after all one day one has to leave this world,this disillusionment alone,all alone. even after going late to bed i felt so energetic.perfect start of a day.hard to recall last time wen i felt so gud.might be during college life or while lovely mornings in a goa resort. Brisk morning walk, naariyal paani, bournville chocolate ,similin face of kalvin in newspaper.
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