Brightshare

  The night before the working day always hard... Even thinking of it envelops my weekends, and my holidays with grims, why? I never tried to unveil. Yet, I tried to filled the rest space of the canvas of evening with grins and the colours of happiness that my work brings me food and shelter and a financial cofidence, My hope is very important in this moments of world where money has its uncompromising power to devour the darkness of sorrows.  Wandering with  Daniel Steel and George R R  Martin in these two days taught me the art of writing practically and undoubtedly simple , only to write anything or every I am enjoying or I will enjoy. Hey, driffting clouds just wait a little, I want you to listen my words... You shall love them, my darling  as I myself loving them.

  It is not a story. It can not be a story. It was the life experience... the steps, the sensation entangled with fear and hopes, fear to lose what I had and dream for something not yet thought.  It was the time of the journey to unknown only with the faith of God. Go daughter, leave us . We are not responsible for your griefs if it is destined in your life. Don't return. Don't expect help in anyway from us. You chosed your path. You may meet the life of heaven or he'll we are not at all responsible.  Her statement,  her version  at the last day did not hammered me. I accepted it as her order. I cried in silence. I left them in the threshold and went outside to face the battle of life. The world seemed unknown to me. The people in my orbit changed their place. I found the unknown people of different sanskar in my orbit. I had no choice. It was the greatest turning point where I was only known to God and He was to me to talk , gossip in silence every moments abou...

 Mayuri was cooking dinner and Yogesh was preparing a list of beautiful places where they would visit someday. Mayuri recalled how they visited Puri snd enjoyed the long seabeach and worshipped Lord Jagannath,Lord Balabhadra and Maa Subhadra in the Shri Jagannath temple there.Both were so happy then. At that time she was writing poems and for her each poem Yogesh was her first reader.  Mayuri give me a cup of  tea. Weather is very cold today. Yeah. Mayuri said. After sometime you could find the beautiful couple enjoying tea talking with each other and recalling the days they have enjoyed. A happy family of course till the day Mayuri joined in the job as an accountant. 

 On that day when I was looking at the sky I saw a kite hovering. 

 I saw depression  and I stopped talking, writing, getting pretty , forgot who am I and cooked food unnecessarily and I said everyone how I feel proud to be a great mother, sister, daughter, of course a great female dedicating her life for other. Then...time passed and passed like one shrewd  enemy and I found myself empty.

 The city waked up with news of cyclone in south . The news of heavy rainfall there created the images of broken trees and houses along with the sad problems of people and animals living there. God is everywhere. But why did such things happen. Is this the people's fault,or this happens in this earth from time immemorial. This happens. This is one of the devine rule made for this earth where illusion prevails. The dwellers of earth endure changing seasons, atmosphere, climates, sadness, happiness, good moments, bad moments. And these are all devine rules. Life is just a journey.  So, the arguments of my mind taught me today to think and endure evening with love and respect to almighty God. It will definitely add energy to face each and every problem . The cloudy sky  Not atall unbearable  As clouds ⛅️ gift rain For animals and trees 🌳  Of this beautiful world  To survive.  Happy writing ✍️ 

 It's not easy. Life seems happy, sorrowful,again magical. Drifting evening, beautiful autumn moon,sky and the twinkling stars and dull feelings.  What is life! The old memories add smile to walk on and on May be something special is there waiting.  Hope sprinkle the wish to live one more day. Namaste 🙏 

 The sky glitters  The birds chirp The clouds ⛅️  Become colourful  As sun rises . May god bless you all In this subha sakale. 

Reading is a best habit to improve your language. If you will kill your precious time in different online tools ,later you will repent.

The life seems interesting. Nature is determined to change. Each one should try to change and adjust accordingly. The patter of rain again brought literature to add aroma. I looked at the drifting clouds. A raven just flapped and I wake up from deep slumber. ...