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Nature: Thy name is Perfect What would be an example of “Perfection”? “Tajmahal”….may be, some beautiful movie like Mughle-Azam…. Probably, An excellent book by Premchand….Nah. These all could be near to perfection, but calling them “perfect” would be too much to ask for. What else then; “Nature”…. Oh yes, the “Nature” is bountiful, boundless, immeasurable yet “Flawless”. Don’t you agree?? The imperfect shapes of clouds bring the perfect view; the sunrays emerging out from the sporadic raindrops help the formation of the perfect Rainbow. Those witty waves hitting each other make those perfect thundering sounds in that relentless wild river. The swing of the tree branches during a storm, the chase by a cheetah at that electrifying speed or that sharp astonishing turn by the impala at the last moment saving him from the jaws of death, are all the vivid images of Perfection. Are they not…? I read an article on “Circumcision for the newly born male children”. The writer

As the river flows down to meet her destiny into the sea, I embark on another journey, into the unknown, on a spree. And I wish you luck for all the endeavors and chances coming your way, May the fruit of wisdom lessens the sorrows and take your worries away. And there I see you in life again, this time on the other side, And the contagious smiles, gleaming faces make it a jovial ride. And the whiff of freshness is absorbed in us so deep, That the tougher times pass with a single giant leap. And may the materialism is not the measure of success or failure, ever, For those whose souls shine, they quit NEVER. Alas, if you could not fathom the beauty of Togetherness, The businesses come and go, remains only your relation’s progress. We are arrows; to hit the targets, we leave the bows; Take plunge, have a leap of faith and set aside all the woes. On an ending note, I claim to be your friend at least for this lifetime :) With cherished memories

The Togetherness My life is precious because you are a part of my life; Despondent I am here, without you my beloved wife. And here comes the day, you gifted me Eshu, 2 years back; The cherished memories thereafter, are like humming a melodious track. We depart and then we meet, and then we depart to meet again; The days we are together are like,   the desert feeling the scent of the rain. Soon we all meet; we love, fight and play and grow fonder of each other every time; Me and the kiddos are the flowers of this garden, and you, my darling are the sunshine. Here I miss the bday of Eshaan,   feeling lost in the wilderness; But know the time is close, when we celebrate our togetherness. So, my darling family, you three must be counting the days, As Daddy dear is coming soon, with his quintessential naughty face. We will together feel the breeze again, And together we will go on a drive. And together we ride those hills to the to

“Naked Glory” Strange are the ways of people, weird are their tenets, silly, they look with the mask made for their social appearances. The contours of our social structure have such strict framework that the freedom of your soul is compromised and with time an independent persona starts suffocating. One day, he asks to himself bamboozled, “Is it really needed to always have that serious look when you sit in a business meeting”,   “does it really hurt the direction of the thoughts of the other people involved if I crack a mild joke in the midst of a serious conversation so as to ease the environment?”, “why the mere mentioning of sex and/or death in general public make them raise a brow?" “Why can’t a rich person greet with a pleasing smile on his face when he confronts that poor lift man?" and "why questioning their ways, is such an egregious folly?” The societies bristled with stagnated beliefs and rusted traditions have been raising the poison of hypo