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Trust

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Trust is the essence of a strong mutual bond. Everyone has their own perception of trust. It is difficult to understand and estimate it. The sanctity of a relationship can be easily compromised if there is slightest of breach in trust.

It is not a constant, it is a random variable. The value keeps changing with each action. The action could be the slightest of change in the whole equation.

Trust is also not a bank account where one keeps getting interest on it once it is earned and deposited. The Principal has to be maintained otherwise it keeps fluctuating.

It is like hard earned income, very hard to earn but easily spent or lost if one is not handling it judiciously. One needs to earn it, save it, invest in it, cherish it and finally enjoy it.

Morning Stroll 3

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The sky burst open like a volcano, spewing  lava in all directions, spreading, flowing like river of death. Consuming everything in its wake and its path.

It burst open like a heart, broken  into a million pieces, bleeding pain. Consuming the one whose was broken.

It’s just a way of looking at things,

for the sky exploded with warm gentle sunlight, spreading, flowing like river of life. Reviving everything in its wake and its path.

It exploded like a heart, into a million pieces, with joy that could’nt be contained inside anymore. Revitalizing, disburdning, whose burst.

It’s just a way of looking at things,

For even if it were lava, time turns the fields of destruction into most fertile lands.

For even if the heart were broken, time gives ample opportunities to heal and repair, turning it into flourishing abode.

It’s just a way of looking at things.

Morning Stroll 2

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Amber

A huge amber in the making, fossilized resin with tree inside.

Tree resembling a twig, a leaf, branches resembling veins dried.

Precious gemstone waiting to be formed, valued priceless.

Adorning heirlooms of memories, to be passed on to generations.

But only the resin being the golden orange sunlight, but only the amber our world.

The heirloom a morning cherished and saved, in the locker of our hearts impearled.

 

The Moon

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A very simple photograph, evoking simple emotions. The Moon appearing like a pearl in the ocean, a jewel on a fabric, a bulb in the fog, guiding light in a storm, a bindi on the forehead of the woman, whose face can dispense thousands of worries in fraction of a second, mother’s.

Sparkling Moon on the forehead of sky,

dispensing cloudy frowns of worries,

just like a mother’s face would.

Lone ranger offering shoulder to cry,

to billions of stars, dispensing pain of distance,

like a friend’s shoulder would.

Shining jewel on the blue fabric of trust,

mending, hiding holes of mistakes,

like a sibling’s trust would.

Glowing in the distance, like a lamp in the storm,

dispersing darkness even before it comes,

like a teacher’s glow would.

Showing the way, easing the path,

lighting up the road, for future ahead,

like a father’s guidance would.

Caressing gently, empowering with the Sun’s reflection,

embracing, as one is,

like a lover’s love would.

Photo Credits Go To Shaishav Agarwal

Winter bloom 2

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 Winter is a season when  beauty of nature can be seen in the most barren of places. Snow in itself is a mystery. It has the visual capacity to change the most uninteresting landscapes into glorious white magical lands. The winter chill can make your heart stop and the fresh crisp air revive it as if new life were pumped into the lungs. Old and young differ in their opinion about the appropriate length of the season. Some  enjoy it to the fullest while some just wish that it were over as soon as it approached. In warmer regions the winter blooms are like mother nature going wild with a paintbrush. Flowers of all colours, all shapes and sizes scintillate the senses. They keep reminding that no matter how tough the times, one can  reach their maximum potential. They can bloom to the fullest. It is the season when one learns to endure, learns to wait patiently for better times ,learns to hold on to hope. Hope, that Spring is right around the corner.

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Photo Frame

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A Photo frame does not evoke much reaction from anybody. It’s an easy gift, people give it when no other idea strikes them, the one who gets it looks at it, exclaims and keeps it, may be re-gifts it, all these reactions take place because at one glance one does not see what it symbolizes. It can transform a room when it frames a painting, it can cheer up a person when it frames the photograph of the loved ones and it brings nostalgia when it frames the memories of the “good old days”. Grandparents love to show-off new additions to the family when it frames the baby photos of their grandchildren. It’s not just a photo frame; it is the frame which encompasses the journey of life,  loved ones and  memories which refuse to fade away.