random thoughts

  • Adding Joys

    I was in Class 7 as far as I  remember. I along with my friends were playing in the open field nearby our residence.It was wintry afternoon. Suddenly, I saw a boy falling down from the buffalo that he was riding n started writhing on the fields. Leaving our game, we all ran near to him…

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  • Conversation #Quadrille #19

      When they met Sparks flew blowing the trumpet of admiration. They peeped into each other’s eyes their heart fluttered sparking love for each other. Again they met and confessed their love for each other. In celebration they decorated and ignited colorful sparklers & candles. © Ila Varma 2016 Linked to dVerse Quadrille#19 & #DAILYCHATTER #UBC DAY TWENTY EIGHT…

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  • Seasons Spark

      Green leaves Transformed yellow Yellow turned crimson Left their abode forever Rustling winds took them over Choreographing  a spark Of rustling music Gradually settling On the earth cover Chromatic  bedspread The golden rays Refracting On the crimson  ground Creates A magical kaleidoscopic view To watch Amalgamation Of colors sparkle Transforming The ambiance Divine Such is…

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  • Diwali #Celebrations

      Goddess Lakshmi is coming on Diwali To celebrate  festival of lights this Diwali Lets join hands to go green Noiseless, cleanliness & sparkling  sheen Little efforts of all can bring great change this Diwali.   Pic courtesy : here Linked to #DAILYCHATTER #UBC DAY TWENTY THREE

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  • What A Day It Was!!!

    How can I forget the day We met on way Your charismatic smile Bounced my heart beat Giving birth To a gratifying feel Waking my sole soul. Was it a crush or infatuation I was bit confused I tried thousand times To reveal the fact Thriving inside me But I feared. I waited To reaffirm my…

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  • One Liner #Daughter's Voice

      “Dear Daughter, I gave you liberty to stand n express yourself but you stood against me & barred me from expression, Is this fair, my Daughter?” #Distressed Parent’s Thought. It’s true from time immemorial, daughters of this land were suppressed or are been suppressed and many voices were raised to give freedom and rights…

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