Tears are wet but tending to stop as well saying quietly fear always take back seat comparison to acceptance.
Eyes will keeping storing all types of memories but allow heart to open only cherished moments only.
World will enjoy serveral attempts asking to build,keeping proving,learn to be happy as well but the natrually happy soul never require to do so in abode.
One day when soul will tend to wrap up everything to begin the journey.
That day when all tears and memories will come under one roof in one colour,will not even whisper allowing soul to be the only speaker.
Every moment will be an excuse to laugh, no more wishes to seek heaven in any time frame to last.
There is a little author in me.
Quietly gives answers to all the questions I feel.Fills me with all the excitement splendid with colors regardless of the situations.Loving yourself and little hard work is the only rule to play then only author can speak out in full way.
Characters are laughing,playing, becoming nosier to grab attention but also singing happily in arms of the story willing to dance on my mind tunes already, ready to learn the world through me because there is a little author in me.
There is a little author in me.
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Everyone wants to find what is the magic in me which can’t be measured in days and nights,tiredness cann’t pull it aside.
Not willing to know what would be the result, will easily spread the fragrance with no calculations.
So want to welcome you indeed knowing the condition is open heart allowing small small appreciations.
Then only the magic will whisper in the ears yes you have captured your heaven in the joyful tears.
Is my existence a question to prove or to go with flow?
There are so many questions still on mind but failing to find answer every time.
Responsibility matters but enriched with love and appreciaton makes it far better.
Appreciation is our nature but have we chosen to think more rather than overlooking future.
Not willing to roll into dreams every moment to live is what I care to believe.
Oh my soul take me to the transparent blue sea,so that I can watch how effortlessly waves forms and dissolves easily.
They don’t question about their existence just follow the natrual rythmn.
Is it out of love or something indicating it is satisfied in itself?
Whatever I conclude the indulged vibrations saying that I am soaking sand to sing happy tunes, spreading inherent blessing to every heart reminding that loving your soul is the only affair that last.
Oh vrindavan as Holi is coming, you are getting ready in service of Krishna .The fragrance of joy can be easily felt and more than that flourishing wish in the eyes of every gopi to colour Krishna.Going through the streets, the mouth watering smell of sweets is drawing attention of cowherd boys and no doubt knowing that this is all for Krishna is letting them feel lucky.
Oh vrindavan this is what you take pride in that every individual here is living to serve Krishna that’s why there is no place for any sort of unhappiness or dissatisfaction.Although you are blessed with nature’s beauty and to remark this special moment lord indra(king of heaven) is showering growth of new flowers with majestic fragrance.All the cows are producing more milk than usual days as they can sense the overwhelming joy is on its way. The flow of river Yamuna is sounding exactly like ghunghroo( feet ornament) dancing in rhythm feels like it is in realm of pure devotional service.
Seeing all this unmatchable joy ,oh vrindavan you are seeing Radha rani is saying to Krishna secretly,oh Krishna, I am in love with shayam rang only, all other colours of joy seems to be immaterial to me.Oh Krishna on this occasion, I want to colour your lotus feet with my emotions so,please give permission to my tears if they tend to come out to touch your lotus feet.