Category Archives: finger painting

Pre monsoon-5

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If only I had the skill and power, I would paint the perfect rain clouds for,

All the selfless rivers, flowing tirelessly, trying to fulfill the deficiency of water.

All the lakes, that are shrinking, exposing in years their beds that many had never seen.

All the crops, that grew beautifully till it was time for some rain water to nurture them further.

All the debt ridden farmers, whose hopes are tied to the timely arrival of monsoon.

Paint clouds which would deliver rain, neither more nor less than needed, no floods, no droughts but just the right amount.

” Just right” like Goldilocks’s tale.

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World Water Day

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March 22nd has been declared the World Water Day by the United Nations General Assembly since the year 1993.It was first proposed in 1992 by UNCED, United Nations Conference on Environment and Development in Brazil in Rio de Janeiro. On this day the public shows support by not using their taps for one day. The Governments and NGOs of various countries promote events and activities for protecting water resources of the world, providing clean water and maintaining aquatic habitats.

The Lighthouse

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Lone guardian of the limitless ocean.

Helping sailors in navigation.

 

Away from  dangerous reefs and coastlines.

Towards safe harbour’s confines.

 

The guiding light to the ships.

Braving endless journeys & trips.

 

Bellower of the mighty warning horns.

During treacherous, thunderous storms.

 

Protector of tired sailors’ last hope.

Encouraging them to cope.

 

In the darkness of moonless nights.

With merciful bright lights.

 

Standing tall for centuries till now.

Withstanding nature’s fury somehow.

 

Constant companion to the loneliness of Moon.

Like a friend, a boon.

 

Witness to miracles of nature everyday.

It was there, it is here, it is there to Stay.

To each his own.

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Can eyes capture beauty? Can beauty be beheld?

Is beauty a joy for ever? Even for the beholder?

 

Does one mean everything, for The One, for the rest of their lives?

Do promises hold their ground, do they survive?

 

Can love stand the test of time? Can time really fly?

Can love be summarized? Or is it just glorified?

 

Can time heal all wounds? Can wounds not leave scars?

Not leave any hint of pain? Inflicted through egoistical disdain?

 

Does love mean the whole world for us? Does it grow roots?

Does it make one grow fonder? Or compiling years make it wander?

 

Do lives get entwined with each other? Do two  hearts beat as one?

Do souls find their mates for ever? Do they exist always together?

 

To each his own, answers to questions vexed.

Everyone’s idea of love, differs from the next.

 

What matters most is the experience of love.

Either  momentarily or for eternity.

 

Love heals broken hearts and souls, back to whole.