Retrospective-evitcepsorteR

Today, I had to say two goodbyes, one my daughter is now moving to kindergarten, it was her last day of preschool. Both of us were little emotional, she is fond of her teacher.

And second, when I will wake up tomorrow morning, I will not be eager to know about the Daily Prompt. A word, around which we have to weave a story or a poem. Sometimes I have look back and sometimes I had to see the future to write, but whatever I wrote were my thoughts and experiences, retrospective materials.

My blogging journey is not very long yet, it just been a few months not even six months yet. But the day when I started my blog I still remember what confusions were there in my mind, what should be my first post, publish or not. But I did it.

The reason for having this blog was to let go what’s inside, thoughts were many and I was alone 😊 And now I share my thoughts with so many friends. My gratitude to you!!

Not only this I visit their blogs and on some blogs, I feel entertained, some have very deep poetry, and some are really good photos websites, and some are spiritual.

Everyone is unique in their own way, and this is what makes blogging community more special.

We all are here only, it’s just the prompt will not be there. We can pick our own word and write a story 😊

The retrospective is good at times and afterthoughts too, but don’t stick to anything, which is retrospective or prospective. We keep the learning with us not the incident. Because we live in right here, right now, it is a present.

I look back, and I thank everyone for everything and I hope you are having a great time, right here right now!

Keep enjoying changes!!

brOken-rain drOps

Fearlessly, they fall,

Broken apart,

Yet motive stays intact,

They come together to nurture,

They flutter, to spread the joy,

Each drop, splinters and pools,

Making a big diffrence to the whole world,

Signifying,

Sharing happiness creates,

Ripples of joy in to the world,

Despite your fall,

Encore unite and cultivate the life!

 

juxtapose-feelings

A mother crying holding her dead son, With teary eyes and body numb, No one can console her, The most distress moment, of motherhood!!

A mother is crying holding her new born, With teary eyes and body numb, She is a first time mom, The most cherished moment, of motherhood!!

Birth and death the two realities of life. It is really difficult to explain a mother’s feelings when she has to go through these two emotions. Niether it is easy to explain a mother’s pain on a loss of her child, nor her happiness when she gives birth to a new life!

The juxtapose feelings.

famoUs-who, what, where, why?

 

Who am I?

What makes me, me, is not there on my about me page,

I am not packed in those few words,

I live a life beyond those pages,

I want to be famous but you don’t recognize my face,

The only thing I want to make happen is,

When you see yourself in the mirror or the unknown on a street,

It bring a smile on your face which shines through your eyes and brighten your face,

This small way we, you and me, will make a change,

‘We are the change’

I don’t know you,

You don’t know me,

But still, we exist and can make someone famous today,

The famous is one who is living this life with Grace!

Archaic

What is today alive and young,

Will become archaic one day,

Old archaic that you say,

Was young, fresh, and alive some day,

But believe me,

The life and the time revive itself,

The archaic will come into fashion,

And the new will become old fashioned, one day!

I have heard that old comes into existence in certain intervals of time. Just like if you see, sumilar fashion revisits around every decade.