Power.
You will know power more,if you can be that someone with a dream rather than that someone with all the riches. Picture source : Internet
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MINE!
“I know not how I came, nor how I see you sheer, for the heavens gleamed when you were sent to these banks of mine. I have watched you grow with the lurking summer’s suns. I have watched you droop with the snow’s fluffy covers. Cried with you when your last leaves touched my waters. But even in your skeletal self, you were all I longed to reflect. If you had the ears and I had all the words in this world, I shall still stay silent and faithfully reflect your every curves. It is in the hush, and all that matters is our every hush, which shall truly keep you mine!” Photography : MADAPAT RAHUL NANDAN
Which one are you?
If you saw the lamp first, then you are a thinker. If you saw the PC first, then you are a machinist. If you saw the glasses first, then you have a clear vision. If you saw the pen first, clearly you are a writer:)
PSYCHO THE RAPIST!
This is neither any confession page of a rapist nor any victim's column, these are in fact my myopic eyes' dirty tricks on me. #1 Once during a library hour in school I had my face buried in the latest copy of The Hardy Boys. And in came my friend with a book in her hand. I was so irritated that I wanted to shoo her away and get back to my boys' adventures! I took a quick glimpse at the book in her hand and read, " AREEESAYYY AWAAKAAYYY . " "Now why did you grab a French book?? ", I added. She was so startled to hear that from me, not only was she offended, but I even made her doubt her reading abilities. Yes it was rude but more than that it wasn't any French book after all, it was written in plain English and the title read, " ARISE AWAKE - SWAMI VIVEKANANDA " #2 Exactly two years after the mayhem of ARISAAYYY AWAAKKAYY my eyes managed to do it again. It was my 11th grade year and I was reading a poem by Kamala ...
