The Serious Ayer

Dreams give way to desire, Desires give way to passion, Passion is what decides life, And you are what completes life. -Ayer

"The reason is fear but today the reason is faith" Picture source : Internet 

I am not a churchgoer and to be certifiably true to myself, it has been more than six months since I last attended a mass. Crowd intimidates me . I am the kind of person who goes to church as a loner. I like sitting there quietly to ruminate, to thank,  to implore, to pray and maybe just stay still in the tranquility. When my mother dragged me to church the other day, I was prepared to stay quiet. The liturgy began, followed by gospel reading and it was time for pastor to speak. I was listening diligently. And I was just so grateful for being there then, for I heard this humble gem of a story called, ROSES FOR MAMA. And now I am here writing about it, a small thought for our busy lives. * ROSES FOR MAMA * It was his mother's birthday, even in his busy schedules between work and marriage he always made sure to send roses for his mama on her special day.  During the lunch hour he went to the usual flower shop and ordered the most expensive b...

If you are meant for greatness, loosing something good, will take you to something great! Love Ann Picture Source : Internet

Hope is what leads to prayer and faith is what completes it.

Every punter has it, nonetheless few are not abashed of it. As for me my vicious self compels me to write about it. Once back in college, the lecturer was dictating notes in the afternoon hour regarding transformer construction, and I was multitasking with sleep and scribbling. Suddenly I paused, and just like a meerkat I raised my neck to check the guys' reaction.Everybody except me continued  with the writing. I was the aberrant one, looking around to detect the slightest flury-up of laughter. I was certain about what I had heard, but to avoid unwanted attention from the teacher due to my sudden stillness and bizarre look, I slowly lowered my head and secretly giggled. I wanted to know why no one could sense the raunchy humour in the dictated notes, or am I the only one with the dirty mind? My mind pondered. I took a quick glimpse of the last line of my friend's notes.The legible letters echoed inside my head. "THE TRANSFORMER'S WALLS ...

A ring away from my morning dew, there came the sense of a distant you. To hold the wafted warmth of two, though far away in lives and love. My days are nights for these rhombus walls, yet a visionary to hear me out, to see the dream of you and us two, in a placid world of yours, of mine. I am timid in love in safest caves, I know I loved you more than life. I could use an anchor to pull you closer, wicked instinct too, to shred the light years. With a belief to believe and at-most faith, for you to beat the whirling winds, to turn the forenoon skies cyan. One ring away and you behind, to turn to see your wayward smiles. An year had passed and yards have moved, though shall be closer ever in love! Photography - MADAPAT RAHUL NANDAN