E"art"hy - everything positive

The late spring is here. It rained heavily this spring- it was windy . The carefree barren land got drenched and danced away merrily. Little did she care about the indifferent season this year! The wind spread beautiful smell and unknown notion all around the land. Not all could survive the warm heat today after the abstract spring this year. The summer sets in the cute little sleepy notion of spring. Slowly opens its arms and eyelids to see the hot sun  It is so excited to see the sun it feels like jumping and eating it The moist soil holds it back , knowing the sapling is still weak- she hides it within Days of summer passes by - increasing the excitement of the lil sprout The nurturer suffers all the heat of the scorching  sun Just to keep the lil sprouty grounded and safe She bears all the tapering of the hard rain of the monsoon this year She didnot dance like a carefree dancer of spring It rained hard- there were floods- but the protector didnot g

Just like the moon-Yes like the moon You have traveled a lot of phases You have changed so many faces Traveled so long- that it has already been noon Before the darkness dawns in-lets sit a while- just a while! Lets take a stroll back those phases Does that hurt? In a minutes journey - you might be smiling too In a while your emotional fountain might just burst Hold on to it baby! Dont drop those precious pearls. Boring- aint it,it made you sad. You want to re-lieve few of those moments again You want to rectify all the mistakes u did Alas! all gone. You are the hero - You are the Villain Of your own knitted story. The story so far is well knit. However, it might not be that neat. The story at times is dark and not well lit. Life doesnt come with the delete button Doesnt give us the erase option. The masks we wore sometimes were so wrong The ideas we created and passed were so not true. Hold on to your emotional fountain baby! I know  - it lacks the push to

Amidst the running through the neatly webbed hurdles I found a beautiful smile at each tiring step I took Indeed that smile was so warm that , I don't even remember how I jumped off those stumbling hurdles Yes smiling faces those are Beautiful people they are and indebted I am No one has an easy life- neither was mine I am yet to climb the entire rope But the journey so far was tiring but fine Its these people who came in as the ray of hope. Not all of them have I met Some are  virtual and a few  are dead :( Their hair brushed my hair  and guided me unknowingly when I was young Yet, their goodness stills smells fresh in my life I don't know should I be just happy Or, shall I just carry this gratitude in my heart All I want to do- is reflect back all the goodness I already had Giving it back - ain't that bad Praising someone's goodness Participating in someone's madness. Let the bottle of happiness and smile open, Let the laughter echo a