(P.C. neetika #ShadesOfNature)

“Like a poet hidden

In the light of thought,

Singing hymns unbidden

Till the world is wrought

To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not.

Teach me half the gladness

That thy brain must know,

Such harmonious madness

From my lips would flow,

The world should listen then, as I am listening now.”

Percy Bysshe Shelley

(Ode to a skylark)

Beautiful lines from P.B Shelley….every time you go through this piece of poetry, it is pure exuberanceπŸ˜‡…..It is a blissful touch to the inner core!

Take care my beautiful readers, until we meet next time!!!⚘


πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„…..seriously negative people are so difficult to handle, their arguments can blow your mind🀯…and they are every where…oops!!πŸ˜‹ don’t mind.
The less you respond to these people, more peaceful your life will become.
If you think negative, negative things will get attracted….if you think positive, positive will happen.(scientific fact “opposites attract ” doesn’t apply here)πŸ˜‹β˜Ίβ˜Ίβ˜Ί
Your mind will always believe what you tell it, train your mind to see the good in every thing .
Tell it positive and optimistic things.😊
Truely said, “positivity is a choice. The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts.”
Train your mind to think positive, be happy and be optimistic!!πŸ€—

Take care my dear friends until we meet next time!⚘


“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher strom, but to add colour to my sunset sky.”

~Rabindranath Tagore ~

Change your outlook towards things that seems really tough to handle.
These are not the obstacles, but are the lessons of life that make you tougher and more mature as a person.
One can’t run away from diffculties, then why not face them! …..until and unless we face them they’ll keep on following us in one form or the other……it’s better to find ways to over come these hardships. Find ways to handle difficult times, without losing your equanimity ….walk in the rain fearlessly….be a brave heart!!

Take care and be happy my beautiful friends until we meet next time. 😊⚘



Let’s seriously make this world a better place to live…..not only for ourselves but for our posterity.

we should honestly do our part….

We should contribute to this world without expecting what we’ll get back from it.

Words of Joseph Campbell flash in my mind,”The meaning of life is whatever you ascribe it to be.Being alive is the meaning.


Today’s stuff was a bit serious one….that was my perspective.πŸ™‚

Take care my dear friends until we meet next time βš˜πŸ˜‡

Festivals – The Elixir of Life

(My lovely bonsai plants in festive mood)

Festival is a time when one refreshes oneself from the monotonous routine of daily life. The past few days were a whirlpool of busyness, the festive season had dawned , it was Diwali- The festival of lights, the most auspicious and awaited festival of the Indian subcontinent…the ho-hum life suddenly turned into never-ending spare of celebration…buying gifts,family get togethers,decorating the house, diwali bashes and so much more, right from early in the morning till late at night everybody was hooked,over excited.

(The decor at my place)

Festivals reconnect friends and family. In this fast moving world where people start the day early in the morning and end late at night…they don’t have time for themselves, what to talk about family and friends! These vacation times are a gust of fresh air to the relationships….these are times to rejuvenate, time to interact with different generations, where grandparents share their memories with their grandchildren….time to get connected to the roots! These occasions are the bridges by which the culture travels to the contemporary times with the same zeal and enthusiasm, but in new flavours. I still remember when we were children, It was unimaginable to celebrate Diwali without fireworks, but today children are equally happy celebrating eco-friendly Diwali….these are the new noise only happy celebrations….

Now it’s time to detox your self, come out of the relaxing mode and throw yourself into the maddening, chaotic routine, but these days will always be our cherished memories.πŸ˜‡

My dear friends,Take care until we meet next and stay blessed!⚘😊

Letter from my daughter.

There were times when I was the person who used to remember every dear one’s noteworthy days and was the first one to wish them. I used to make plans days before. But time flies, under the crushing responsibilities and hectic, tiring schedules….gradually the pace of remembering such dates of celebration became slow. From days of endless parties, gifts and celebrations, these dates became mere formalities.
But today, when I read my daughter’s letter for me on my day, I became nostalgic, memories flashed, I the vivacious, jolly girl, who used to wish everyone on their special days……ironically, today forgot my own special day, my birthday.

Today, waking up as usual at 6 in the morning……straight away I went to my favourite place, my patio, surrounded by my beautiful garden which is filled with beautiful flowers, lush greenery and my bougnvillas….aah my favourite! My source of energy and positivity for the whole day!….Had been waiting for my cup of coffee and was flipping through my mails and suddenly there was a text from my daughter. I was a bit scared, her text and that too at 6 in the morning, for her it’s no less than midnight because she’s hardly an early-riser. I quickly opened the text and wow…never had expected such a wonderful surprise right at the start of the day.It was my daughter who made me remember what day was today….to my astoundment, my daughter has stepped into my shoes. It’s a feeling of immense pleasure and gratification…..😌😌I think this is called legacy. When you see and experience your child doing the same thing as you did twenty or twenty-five years back!!πŸ˜‹πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„

With ample ecstasy and pride, I would love to share my angel’s splash of feelings and emotions towards me enclosed within her letter.

It was in the wee hours , when I came across her text. Seriously saying, I was melted within, that was called a true mother feeling, which I seldom experience. She’s my pillar of strength. I just wanted to be a good mother like my own mother but I don’t know what she picked from me… I look on her letter, I feel the influence I have on her. This makes me proud a lot but scares me a bit too, that I am walking on the edge of a sword, that I can’t do anything wrong and am being closely watched. My actions, reactions, everything are making a person’s personality….”phew! What a feeling”😯…..She’s a blessing!!!πŸ˜‡
Jokes apart I wish every mother gets a daughter and a friend like her.

It is a really sentimental post dear friends, was too difficult to write down.
Take care until we meet next⚘