Empire of Faith….

Empire of faith to her

Is all about the gold crown

Inherited only when she steps

To the escalator of pure thoughts

Along with the cleansing of soul

Making sure no marks of black are

Prominent which were once faded

With the promise of forgiveness

And mercy awarding her the feel

Of blind trust in all the haphazardness

Of times when the shortcomings were

Evident but they just disappeared

Knowing the Empire of faith had an

Extravagant authority to tribute her

Soul with a glow to shine despite of

The hindrance in her way and still

Believe in purification is half the

The faith Convincing everyone to

Think it is a miracle Worth witnessing!

A Sphere of Friendship….!

That phase of life made her scared
From the envious and cunning Earth
Making her want to stay away from everyone
Because she had heard somewhere before
They are your worst enemies
Will eat every bit of you with vindication
Observing why are all in vain to have them
Making her suspicious and mysterious
Of this sacred bond of friendship which
Had nothing to offer other than animosity
But sooner or later she found herself
Entangled in this web, breathing life
Giving her a chance to experience this meaning of attachment
Compelling her to omit all the odds and letting
Her open eyes and just see there are great minds
Thinking like her, searching for her
Without even asking something in return because
She realized that balance is restored
Nobody can end up having all bad days or all good days
Sometime it’s dawn and sometimes it’s dusk
And what matters at the end of the day is this bond
Comforting you in dread of times coping up
With everything with this tad bit of sphere called friendship

Breathing Space!

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Literally, there are several things in life we urge to do; praying that those “regret aches” never haunt us; they get dressed like a daydream, begging us to live the YOLO You Only Live Once) spell… Ironically, we keep on shrugging off such joys because of our insecurities, low-lying guts and relaying-on-others catastrophe. For once, just try getting acquainted with your own being omitting the odds and see the difference. It’s time to give yourself a break and start speaking your minds mates; you‘ll see the astonished result that, many like you want to be ridden of hermit zone and follow the YOLO league. A bit of drill is what we need to overcome the hazards of reluctance and enjoy our adventurous streak.

I developed this adventurous streak from my friends. I felt lively being myself, not caring about my attire with my girlfriends singing at the top of lungs; driving around at night just to enjoy rain, or It could be dancing to crazy Bollywood tunes at hostel. People do call you Lunatic, but who cares as long as it brings out the best in you. The road trips to hilly area makes you want to explore such majestic views showing How beautiful God is.The utter thrill is obviously in window shopping knowing friends around you as well can’t afford to buy everything ha-ha! Though, Ogling outside the shops is crazy but on a brighter note ;it does help you get acquainted with latest trends also with good people around you everything seems like a wonder. The typical mortifying and hilarious moments for all of us was to give the bill by putting all of our shillings on display and calculating loudly to get rid of the antagonizing and unnerving bill card.We didn’t care a fig about our sitting positions In taxi with eight or nine of us stuffed together in a taxi to avoid further expenses and people outside were just the tip of the iceberg. Living such moments helped me to laugh out loud and be a person who enjoys little happiness in everything.

I must say experiences bring out the best in one’s self. If we keep on thinking about our uncertainties and troublesomeness, then this won’t let us get out of the dark but will make us all cranky and chicken heart. I think embracing optimism can help us way more in letting go of our fears.  We all do have some rare friends; that are so good to be true, but they definitely help in broadening our horizons.Yeah! So in case we all want to have a bit of adventure then solely like-minds-think-alike friends are the best to relish every moment with.

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My Soft Corner!

As my blog is all about life experiences. I would love to to share my another story with you all 🙂

I am the eldest of four sisters and no brother.I always get being-the-eldest protocol in very matter of my household. It does look all glim and glam until you get the burden. . That really showed when my baby sister was born.We had an age difference of 14 years.My love and affection started rightly after my mother came carrying her and showed her to us .She was like a little Snow White with appealing features sent from heaven to spread joy. I started helping my mother with her baby sitting.I always had a soft corner particularly reserved only for her.Though already having two other sisters around I never seriously felt need to have another one.But one never know how astonishingly miraculous God is,till it comes to His plans. The delight of having a new baby in a family was divine.Whenever she smiled to my words,it was like finally she is sharing and giving back the love she received with a vibrant glow on her face.The saddening truth is when a baby grows.Nonetheless, we wish they remain the same age.When my sister started talking ,she also started quarreling random but I always took that as fun.Generally,I believe that older sibling are always goofy brains.We don’t really bother about striving back to fight.That’s what I always did.I thought she ll learn when she ll grow up but I was so wrong.Occasionally I did scold her for yelling.But the moment  I see her whining adorable face.I immediately let my guards down with regret and hugged her back,.I hated having a soft corner at times because I can’t scold her a times or even when I do after an instant I start laughing and she knows that I wasn’t serious at all.It provoked my anger seeing my sisters scolding her.They always said “you are going to spoil her”. I didn’t care a damn back them but now I realize they were right.So the image I wanted to create as a strict sister dragged through the mad because of my unwise timings 😛

Now is she is all grown up,8 years to be exact.I always do see her obeying orders from my other sisters.I started distinguishing that however they both love her to bits but in their own certain way.They don’t always act chummy or molly coddle her every time like I do.Whenever she tries to answer them back,they only give her a infuriated look and she is all quite and respectful.Whereas If  I were in their shoe she would have payed no heed to what I ramble.After all this pampering her to distraction was my fault at the end of the day.

I learned the way to tackle her was to show her a fair difference between an elder and age fellow.She should learn to respect her elders.It’s not only me she should respect but every body how is generous in affection.But if she continues to stay the same so I ll deal this in my own way and that is silence which is the best response.After all respect is earned not demanded.

My sister name is Annaya and she has started taking me seriously  she knows she is going to obey me otherwise I won’t talk to her whenever she ll plead me to.

Here are her few pictures  of annaya I am sharing with you all.

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