Another day, an iron bar falls down from under-construction ceilings.
People in queue gets injured.
The queue only gets longer at the temple.
The lord’s blessing comes in different forms, they still believe.
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Another day, an iron bar falls down from under-construction ceilings.
People in queue gets injured.
The queue only gets longer at the temple.
The lord’s blessing comes in different forms, they still believe.
One of my friend tells me being a Hindu you shouldn’t disown your gods. “Look at what people from other religions are doing; they only have one and they are sticking to it. We have in plenty, choose one that you like. You think that only your religion has problem: no every religions has. Every religion has unexplained stories. Sometime Gods are irrational, like your family members or relatives. Do you leave them and turn into an atheist? I know it’s tough to follow all the traditions and guidelines. Don’t follow everything just be there with your religion. It’s good for you as well: you will have company of others. How far do you think you can go along? I know I can’t convince you but I thought I should I tell you this.”
When it has become such a successful business model, what’s stopping you from opening a shop?
Burden: I should have done this by now
Anger: When I can’t control my tumultuous mind reacting to an insignificant thing
Love: Remembering
Affection: Out of reach, like moon
Expectations: Overflowing tub
When you try to overhear someone’s whispers, most often than not you will hear your mind talking. For example what will I say if she catches me at this moment when she’s laying her wounds open …
… and that’s the most boring of examples.
An Incoherent Relationship
Caption underneath the picture of her, her cat, and her dog read: Celebrating the festival with my ‘real’ family away from my family.
He who laughs at the caption may not know the meaning of family or it’s possible that the one who professes love for speechless animals (and also dependent upon her) may be avoiding her real issues with the family.
The gatekeeper in his olive colored dress salutes to canteen manager, duty organizer, station manager, finance officer, company’s secretary’s cousin, secretary,…and anyone who was seen with these above mentioned people.
And all these people take the salute seriously, knowing very well that they would be saluting to these people had they been in his place.
The small lady in the big office walks like a fisherwoman, speaks with stress on H and M, barks orders like a Chihuahua on steroids, eats like a buffalo with the rice sticking out of her mouth, and retreats back in her cabin the moment someone mentions her ‘real’ degree to someone, she didn’t want no one to know.
He had gone out to get her favorite dark chocolate.
It was curfew night.
Till morning, she had cried whole Kaveri.