Let’s Stay Independently United.

Good Morning Friends,

Wishing luck and love to all of you, And appealing all to believe in the integrity of our nation and celebrate our Independence,

Yes a Very Happy Independence Day all my friends and fellow Bloggers across the globe.

We all are one, we all believe in Unity .

We all know our history, and the fight against slavery and struggle for freedom.

So, We need to understand the value of the freedom, we have some issues still to fight like Terrorism, Unemployment,crime, communalism, etc etc we need to eradicate all these and the solutions against it,

we have to strengthen our women and should focus on women empowerment,

we need to have a parallel education system, no changes as per the state, one nation one syllabus and one medium, .

we need to fight against the misconception of our so called social reformers and put the right things forward.

Yes we have been doing some good things in the recent times which has brought some more expectations, it’s good the evils like triple talaq and article 370 has been removed, also the reservation have been offered to the people who are economically weaker, irrespect of the their caste.

We have to accept that somewhere we needed these transformations,

But we need more and more to bring back the title of The Golden Bird for our country. And I believe we can do that.

Let’s fight against the poor mindsets, and stay united for the Harmony and peace.

We all make India, The India world knows.

Let’s stay Independent for ever and take our independence for more generations to come.

Let’s Stay Independently United.

Yes I Am a Proud Indian like Any other Indian. And I believe we all should be.

Happy Independence Day!!!

Mera Bharat Mahaan!!

Jai Hind!!

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You look good when you smile :)

You look good when you smile, 🙂

I see some holes on your chubby cheeks,

Like drilled,

Yes, They say Dimples!

You look good when you smile, 🙂

With some zig zag Pattern of teeth with a little wider lips,

Which you don’t like,

but it looks pretty cool to me,

So don’t need to hide.

Show More , Smile More!!

You look good when you smile, 🙂

As your tiny little round eyes gets closed,

Though not completely closed,

but it looks like closed.

You look good when you smile , 🙂

As you smile without any fear,

And I consider it real and pure,

not fake for sure.

Like the new born baby smile without the reasons we know!!

You look good when you smile 🙂

So keep on Smiling !!!

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***Good Night And Smile Please!

I Find You Cute.

I find you cute, seriously cute.

When you smile in between the intense arguments,

I find you cute, when you try to sing sharp with a bad voice.

When you try and match your clothes with mine for every party,

I find you really very cute,

When you ask me to close the umbrella even if i don’t like rain, with a polite request.

I find you cute when you share all the boring stories of your friends,without my interest.

I find you cute, when I see you talking and crying at the same time.

I find you cute , when you play the music of my favorite composer, whenever I am in stress.

I find you cute , when you put your head on my shoulder and talk ,

And in between that you sleep on my shoulder, which is even more cute.

I find you cute when you ask me a kiss on your forehead,

I find you cute with me, this way and also that way ,

I find you cute every time.

As You are Really Cute.

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Good Night

Both are important.

Well most of my friends are unhappy with me,

They find me Annoying,

They call me everything what they hate,

They say I am unavailable being available to them,

They say you can’t be like this to us,

I try to convince them,but they don’t listen,

They are Right in their ways, I have to be with them if I am with them,

But I am with my love interest,

If not being next to her always then through my phone,

I feel good for the fact that she feels good when I am connected to her either next to her with holding a hand or through calls or even chats,

My friends don’t like my life style and priority,

But I don’t want to see her sad, as she feels sad and bad when I don’t message or call her and don’t lift her call,

I lie her sometimes that yes you wished me the first birthday wish, though sometimes she is second as my mother wishes before than her may be a fraction of second earlier,

Even if its a lake or I am at some public place I text her, as she wants to feel the ambiance with me and my words. I like it, its not that I am not enjoying it.

But its a cheat with my friends.

She enjoys everything of my talks ,

Even my sick poor cheap jokes, at which no one can laugh.

And of course my way of care,

She just love talking to me,

She says ” I will be fine I don’t need a doctor, you are the doctor and the medicine is our conversation.” When she gets sick.

I Remember that ,

I talked to her through calls and texts for around 20hrs continuously with a charger plugged in, whenever needed.

She loved the gesture, and even felt good to be with her when she needed me.

I have to talk as she my love and I can’t see her sad,

After knowing that her sadness is my unavailability and lesser communication.

But what to do with my friends ,they are not wrong either.

They want me as their friend as I have been,

She asks me to pick one sometimes,

somehow I skip the question with an ice cream or some deep discussion about my career, but i am worried with the picking of one.

I may pick her over them by being a selfish lover but I wouldn’t be Happy with that, I know as my friends are also important .!

Love them and Love her also. Both have their importance but yes one priority is not happy when I am with the another priority.

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***We can’t decide who comes first and who is second, of course it’s both which make us what we want to be, so its important to make them understand their importance in our life, one can’t be another and vice versa. Both are differently important in life. It’s harsh and unfair to pick and choose.

You Are Beautiful.

You like The Roses, Right !

I like the color called blue a lot,

yes all the shades of blue,

What about The Roses in Blue color !

Layer by layer,

The petals of Roses in Blue color.

With some drops of dew over it,

Which would add the glittering effect.

You like wearing shorts more,

As you love your legs,

Yes long sexy legs,

And I like short hair ,

Colored short hair more, As world is beyond monochrome,

What about you being in your favourite shorts,

With the sexy long legs,

And the colored short hair,

Around the shoulder height,

And the slightly soothing smooth breeze,

Adding the visual treat .

Visualizing the scene more and more

And Feeling good about it,

To see you in the colored hair with a Blue Rose,

Also wearing the shorts

And showing your sexy legs.

With a token in my hand to give you

With a note written

“You are Beautiful”

Stories and many more : II

Hello Again,

Well I would like to say that I am very happy with the response from the previous post of mine from the same segment which encouraged me to come up with the second post of such kind from my real life.

Hoping seriously that you guys would shatter the same kind of love and response to this.

Also for those who missed reading out the previous one I am sharing the link of it so that they could read it .

https://wp.me/p83RXy-9E

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Okay, so I share an incident which had been a serious tension to my family.

We all know that there was a superhero show which used to be there at the television and we all watched it like something more than precious,

yes I am talking about shaktimaan the one only superhero show,

i think it used to be there on the Saturdays mostly than started on Sundays as well,

I was crazy for the show, I use to ran hard with all my strength and swiftness to watch the show,sometimes without removing shoes.

So it was a craze for the kids of my age. And the guys from 90s would agree with me.

Like many kids I used to believe in everything what I saw through television, though the show always provided the Disclamation of it is being fictitious and don’t deal any resemblance with anyone.

But me being a kid, also idiot thought it showcases the real world.

And I climbed up to the peak of water tank which was about 30metres from the ground level so that shaktimaan would come and stop me from jumping ,

I literally did that by being influenced by my neighbor friend who stated that shaktimaan came to save him like he does in the TV and he met him that way,

So i liked the idea of meeting him and luckily at the time I decided to climb , my brother was there with me,

he tried to stop but I don’t listen at such times,

and then he reached home somehow all the way from the water tank to my home which was about one km from my home,

my mother came with a hustle with every tear falling over the stairs and stopped me,

I reached almost of the water tank,as it was around 200stairs and I was too young to walk through it,

so she came and took me from their with all the way to my home with some hard slaps , pulling my hair through the journey and yes folding of ears which was her favorite, she asked why you did so?

I told her that shaktimaan was about to come but you came in between my mother told the show is not real it is fiction,

I said our neighbor told me that he met him yesterday when he climbed so I did the same,

she slapped me more than earlier as she felt I am having a bad bunch of fools with me,

later she never allowed me to meet me but I used to met him again and again,

I remember that the show has such an influence that I wanted to wear the costume of the show for all my parties if possible and allowed, also at the backyard i used to spin around and fly like shaktimaan but always failed 😀

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Hope you guys liked my story and allow me to share more my childhood with you all. Yes it is not that cool as it could have gone either way, so I would say that we should be selective about what to show the kids .

Yes I have been idiotic as I find it ridiculous now and don’t encourage that all, but that’s what childhood is and like to share it with you all.

And

Always Follow the golden words

“DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME”.

Stories and many more!

Ok , so years ago I was too young and considerably a kid, (I am still a kid but not as per physical appearance 🙂 )

So I was a kid about 4 – 5 years and my family took me to school for the very first time , which was more like having new pair of shoes a good school bag few new friends and of course a delicious tiffin box daily for me, in short I was like any other kid not aware of that why I am going to school and all,

so I still remember the very first day of my school, I did everything like a good boy, like well mannered etc ,

my father used to have a moped called kinetic Luna by then,which he still have of course in working condition,

So, I stood in the front of Luna with my choice as I like, winds & hair flyings passing by and my brother was sitting on the back side.

We both have been always in the same class as he was forced to leave his school by my parents and attend my school as I have been the most pampered kid, so he restarted his schooling with me from KG-1 level from a reputed school of the town,

Though we never looked same but few thought we were twins ,but we were not.

So , we three were going it was about 2- 3kms from my house, I was very happy as I was crazy for a bike ride at that age.

Then, The school came, and I was asked to enter the school my brother gone towards the gate and I was still not interested to go,

I said I won’t go my father took me towards the gate and I just refused and did every possible thing like crying and running which may have been like shameful for my dad as all the kids and the parents were looking at him,

he was really embarrassed with that, he tried everything but failed!

suddenly I looked at the shop next to the school and was looking at a cake in the jar, which could be Of 2 – 5 Rs maximum.

my father saw that bought it for me And my brother, I took that and never gave it to my brother, i entered the gate of my school and in the first period itself I ate my tiffin and of course the cake,

and this is how it has been for years. I entered the school like I never had an issue of going , we need something to eat whenever we have been asked to study or to go school isn’t it?

I am still thankful to the shopkeeper who was there and for having that cake.

As it has made my dad’s life easier by then. And even I started going to school regularly as I had friends later,

And I still remember that I used to eat my friends tiffin without sharing them at all 😀 .

This is how it has been for the next few years of schooling till I was pressurized for homework.

Thank you.

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OK so let me know should I continue such tales of my life or not.

And yes I shared the same story of my life in the farewell speech of my school, which was appreciated by every other teacher and friends of mine.

Yesterday kids were going to school in front of my house, some were crying and some were eating like they don’t care what will happen at school, so I recollected everything of my life from that portion.

Hope you guys liked it.

Good Day.