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Cubicle Many of my dreams are still dreams! Many of my efforts are waiting to turn as experiences! Still I am waiting for my superior to assign my next assignment, whereas I do have lot of dreamt assignments yet to be assigned. When I look back and think, often it’s all assumptions that made my path till some age. Then? My Beliefs sketched it further till some time. Then? Money carried it further more, and when I realize the real meaning of life & satisfaction, all those assumptions disappeared,  beliefs betrayed,  money kept on moving,  and here finally I find myself locked inside my office Cubicle taking part in a race where I see neither a destination, nor a sign board. Do you know? When I was a kid... My fast running legs made me to behave like an athlete, My high energy level helped me to grow as a soccer's champion, My efficiency in communication told me I am a stage speaker,  My flexible joints moved me as a dancer, My sq...

The path i rushed so far looked so different today. I have seen a run where clouds are playing hide and seek around the sun in blue sky. I noticed the squirrel rushing fast to nearby tree leaving its half bitten fruit on my dusty walkway. I stunned seeing those kids running fast inside a crowded gang of pigeons making those pigeons all to shatter its wings, thus all flew away to make a big circle and came back to same spot where it was sitting earlier. My pupil expanded to witness the morning colors of those pleasant fresh yellow flowers hidden among those light green leaves with the background of blue sky. I listened to the sound of a very regular visitor, a humming bird humming its tune from a lonely tree near the corner of my lonely walkway. I was amazed to listen a reply hum from her companion sitting on a tree next to me. (Wait.. did i say my walkway a lonely ?? I regret for it. It was lonely so far but not today, because I left something that I carry always) I felt the for...

We all are nothing without which ? We all donot have been here without which ? we all would have not seen the extremes of happiness and sorrows without which ? we all might have been an unidentified sperm without which ? the epics of even many God's could have not born without which ? the realities of many religions could have not formed without which ? many of the cherished poets, writers, scientists, winners, and leaders would have not existed without which ? many of the epics, histories and characters would have been useless without which ? many of the powers and energies would have been saved without which ? Most of the feelings would have not springed up without which ? Most of the realisations should just have been a null without which ? Many of us would have never familiarised the word 'Tears' without which ? Most of us would have never heared the word 'Empowerment' without which ? All of us should have been an Example of Nothing without which ? ...

Facebook said, " i will acquire you for sure , you my lovely twitter, because you got potential which makes media. My love towards media is true, so my love towards you is also true. I will wait to acquire you and I will acquire you at any cast, my love". Though it seems to be so well, Twitter's market is really bad, she is already seeking for a support, she felt she should not let this kind of some zuckers to acquire her. Her passion and softness is known to her , she know she is kind, but she didn't know her power. What is her power? Her power is she is tiny and she can enter anywhere. And so whenever we google for any sudden updates as if  #Whatsapp_down , the google daddy gives his cutest child - twitters update first. Because, basically facebook gives you news and twitter always gives you updates. And that is the reason I say ,She is powerful. But she never knew this. Might be because, this poor masculine society treated her so badly like a women. And so she...

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A Morning Musician Her chubby cheeks slowly rolled and came near him. Her cheeks was restless and roaming like a child searches for a moms breast milk in sleep.. and finally relaxed when noticing a perfect plot, which is not exactly his neck but above his masculine chest. Her warmness won the battle with the newly bought air conditioner and woke him up with pleasure budding in eyes. For the first time he noticed his fingers frozen in warmness , like a running river through a dark filled cave, finds it soul while meeting a falling sunray. His fingers were floating in milkyway, as it had never felt this experience those cheeks were giving, like a new born artist makes a piano tune of melody with care, love, and freshness his fingers tapped her cheeks, making the tunes on a fleshy piano. he was alarmed unsual, cos it was a routine tapping his alarm button so far. His feelings moved to an unexplained state, perhaps an ecstacy and the purity of affection and love was flowering in his eyes....