Wings of happiness

Happiness has wings to fly. Whenever there is some happy moment, no one is able to keep it to their own self. I don’t know whether this is the case with everyone or not but surely with Indians. We Indians love to share our happiness with the whole world. It is a good habit indeed, you get a chance to rain happiness around. Whenever something good happens, we are in a habit of beating drum in the whole world. 

Life is so problematic these days and the moments to cherish are so less in comparison. This makes me remember the woman working in our house. One day while standing in kitchen she came to me with full cloud of happiness on her face. Her face was glowing with happiness. She commenced, taking some names and their marriage story. The house she was living in was now lively as a marriage was going to take place there. Marriages in India are a bliss. They are the best stress bursters. The enjoyment and functions extend to a full month. I was not at all aware of the people she was flaunting about but the happiness on her face was encumbering me to stay and listen to her. I was getting late for my class but I couldn’t resist her. After quite a long time I was able to get free from her hold. This continued for a whole month. Everyday this was our favorite gossip topic. Her stomach remained loaded with these talks for a full month and the glow on her face was increasing day by day. She was so entwined in this marriage that I got worried for her, what would she do after the end of all these functions. But I was wrong, happiness is always there for those who seek it. After a few days she found a new interest and her happiness too. It feels good to have such jolly persons around you. They are the true pursuiters of happiness.

Do you have such person around you?


Are we really free?

How much are your actions in your control? Note your mundane activities are they really what you want to indulge in?  Minutes pass, days pass, weeks pass, months pass, years pass and the whole life passes away but do you feel it has passed in the desired way?  The decisions that you make are they really always your decisions made in a freewill zone?

The answer to this question is no and everyone consciously or unconsciously is aware of this fact. Then what really is grasping us like an ever invisible rope in our necks suffocating us whenever we try to fly. There is always a feeling of oppression present like a perpetual ghost chaining us with its bar. 

From the early childhood we are stamped with a name which ties us with certain ideology set prepared to be served from the birth. Everything is predetermined even before a child gains consciousness and is aware enough of what she/he wants. No you are getting it wrong now. It is not God who is controlling our actions but instead someone else who has made puppets out of us. 

       To be continued…. 

Can anyone guess??


Pangs of night

When the night falls heavy 

When the sun seems dejected

I feel blind with no light to escape

I feel entrapped in bars inescapable 

I search for hands to unprison my soul

Even death seems to disconsolate 

Ohhh the pangs of night

Go away the pangs of night…


Blogger Recognition Award

I would love to share this with all of you. So, today I got nominated for my first ever award as a blogger i.e. Blogger Recognition Award. All the credit goes to

Thank you sooo much for nominating me. Her blogs are a must watch, I am sure you’ll enjoy them.


 My blog story:

I love writing but was never able to write publicly due to my own fears. I was always afraid of expressing myself publicly and there was yet another fear that whether people would like what I write or not. But then I some how gained my strength and started writing blogs on WordPress. You all encouraged me a lot with your likes and comments. Each and every like worked as a catalyst and encouraged me to write more and more. Thank you so much for your love and appreciation, it really means a lot. 

Advice for new bloggers:

The first advise that I would like to give to the new bloggers is that write your heart out. All the creative and unique stuff comes directly from your heart. It will definitely appeal to others.

 The other thing that I would like to suggest is that be one of a kind and never try to copy someone else’s style or viewpoint. Have faith in your own self. Everyone is unique.

My nominees:


Beauty of villages

How artistic the dwellers of villages are. The enormous talent that they possess is unbelievable and can’t be described in words. They are the best companions of nature. I have tried to capture some pictures. Hope you like them.

The eye pleasing beauty of villages is marvellous. Each and every denizen of village is an artist. Here are just a few pictures to delineate how artistic they are.

I felt like capturing this mesmerizing piece of art. The name assigned to it by villagers is “Guhara.” How phenomenally and tactically are they woven with their hands. Don’t they deserve some appreciation and praise for their dexterity.

This is an other  example of their dexterity. They don’t need any scale or technology to draw such straight lines. They do it with their own hands and with utter perfection.

I was able to capture only a little but there are infinite artistic pieces present in villages. Maybe some other time I would be able to capture them. Hope you like them.