Life Is Like A Painting. We are all given an empty canvas when we are born. Yellow and orange for every moment of joy and happiness, for that race in high school that we won, for the nights we spent with incredible friends dancing or gossiping about nothing in particular;. Blue for the days when we were down and low, for all those Mondays we hated going to work;. We keep adding all these colors to our emp.

Embrace your unrestricted nature and surrender your soul to the power of the invincible. My eyes are becoming instantly wet and blurry,. From a haze of dust blown by the indiscriminate wind,. A radiant and red cloud of dust is dancing above earth,. My heart is bleeding with a mixture of feigned hope and fear,. Like the swaths of struggling flowers that are experiencing nakedness,. I want to experience the physical .

Letz explore your unexpressed you in yourself! December 30, 2016. I have imagined my life. to be with you by your side! I have imagined my life. to be yours for life. as you have become my lyfline! I have imagined my life. to be your prince to love you, adore you till the last breath! I have imagined my life. We crave for things to happen. We crave for what we l.

My First Thought as a Newborn! January 9, 2017. Madhubani Painting, Indian Folk Art. A Short Story! November 29, 2016. The Unfinished Tale of Love. Achieving, Right or Wrong! October 3, 2016. My First Thought as a Newborn! It was the day I blossomed. The day I was born. Until then wrapped, enwreathed. Before I started to suddenly breathe. On my own, for the first time.

Can it be this way? 8211; a group of people living together in a more or less ordered community formed for a particular purpose or activity. The makers of our society brought us together as a community. But they never spoke anything about the need of a society. Why do we actually need a society? Why are we incapable of living alone? Why is it so difficult to break the monotony a society has set and grow as an individual and not as a community? Can this soci.