B - BEAUTY BEYOND BOUNDARIES

Welcome to the era of speed that helps us cross boundaries upon a breath.

The best thing is the presence of beauty in anything and everything we cross.

A beauty that exists as a blessing for Nature and reflected in human nature.

It is the bond of humanity that spreads the peaceful thought in the air we inhale.

The echo ‘I am Love and a Gift for mankind from the Divine’ enters each soulful mind.

A power on the Earth to protect and flourish beauty in various forms and emotions.

The passion of humanitarian love meant to eradicate the atrocities of war and destruction.

With the purest message of ‘Creating One World’ bringing the world immersing all virtual global boundaries.

Every smile signals acceptance above racism, for a universal family built on equality and honesty.

Where the beauty within reflects in the unconditional acts of kindness beyond the heaps of money.

There will be the overflow of happiness and gratitude as the lovely springs in the valleys of countries.

The fluttering of the white flags will be the spectacle from the sky above to indicate the happy lifestyle.

People- black or white, rich or poor, healthy or weak, educated or illiterate help and care for one another.

Finally, peace and love is gifted to all with the virtue of Godliness, angels speeding to pass unconfined beauty beyond boundaries.

A - Attention and Affection Appreciated with Gratitude!

When eyes become the remote control to reach the heart

They wander freely in the Universe anywhere and everywhere to filter the purest art

This art is the beautiful creation of the Almighty, ushering love most unique

Where expressions and characters showcase shades of joy of every clique

Continued association channels the best and makes way to more attention

It is with familiarity that the beautiful seed shoots up the flower of affection

Affection, they say grows deeper and shines brighter in the journey of time

The springs of love get woven to build meaningful relationships over time

The perfume of fondness envelops the aura and the heart connects to the breath

The winds of change take people to far places, yet the mind connects to every breath

Where the seasons change and so does attention, the memories of affection remains fresh

A grateful heart shares the memories to reminisce the thoughts of pure love afresh 

GratitudeHumans : The Magical Shoemaker

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“Her tiny feet touched the floor beyond her knee upright

Her tender fingers trembled as she held on to the wooden chair set right.

She fell with a thud and expressed the pain through a shrill cry

While every time the exercise continued, there were a lot of eyes to pry.

The bone specialist suggested a neuro flaw that was rare and unseen

The desire to see her walk seemed a mission that was slow to be seen.

The medication oils gave no respite but a silent melancholy to all

The tiny feet yearned to move as she saw the others doing it all.

The magical day arrived when the solution knocked at the doorstep

The cobbler, a mid-age man with perfect hands to design shoes going every doorstep.

A regular face and a smiling persona who valued the gifts in kind with gratefulness

His art of mending shoes was seen in the patience and his simple mindfulness.

He was back from his village and smiled at the tiny tot who responded quick

The agony was shared and took his tools as though to perform a trick.

The tiny footprints were taken with care and he settled down on his chore

No questions asked, the mother held the child who was on a mischievous crawling chore.

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An hour long wait gave the little princess her first customized shoes

The shoemaker had made it special by adding a lot of pink hues.

The next task was to make her accustomed to this new accessory for her feet

With prayers and patience the mission seemed to progress with the first few steps on her feet.

Within a week, the miracle happened and the little one seemed more confident

The special shoe was a precious asset that made the family very much confident.

This special shoemaker made even more frequent visits every since that day

His special creation made her walk, play and run in her style  every day.

He was considerate and would always appear at the right time

When her shoe would desperately need a magical makeover with size, shape and time.

The smiling cobbler would take home cash, sweets and new clothes for his family

The girl would always await his arrival to mend her shoes and flaunt it to all happily.”

The job of a cobbler may seem menial but it may become a blessing to those who need the right footwear to make the initial steps.  These men wander in the sun and rain from one street to another to mend shoes. The art of mending the torn shoes is unique and the passion for perfection is innate as can be seen in the shine on the shoes. Gratitude to all these hardworking cobblers who are angels of hope for thousands and a blessing for the school or office goers.

MyJampoTales: I See the First Icy Rain

                        

As the thick dark clouds loomed across the sky to make visibility dimmer

The rain brought respite in the scorching summer simmer.

With the force of wind so strong that the branches broke off the guava tree

The sound of the gusty weather tempted me to peep through the window carefree.

The sudden deafening sound of the thunder revoked my plan as I snuggled under my cottony quilt

With the main power supply cut off in our locality, the lightening revealed the canals with piles of silt.

The candle illuminated the darkness in the house one a while with the pitter-patter on the panes

The calculations pertaining to the speed and velocity of light flickered in my memory lanes.

The asbestos sheet on the roof seemed like being subject to stone pelting from the sky

There were familiar voices to heard outside while I opened the widow half way facing the sky.

A chilly feel send goose-pimples as I maneuvered my arms out to feel the numbness

The white irregular pieces strewn in my garden were like snowballs in the muddy, grassy wetness.

The rain has subsided, permission granted, I ventured into my adventure game

At first in the pockets of my skirt and then a steel glass helped store the milky chunks all tame.

I wasn’t the only one, but many in my neighborhood were as busy as me with glee

While I held few white stones in my palms, I could feel the cold arresting my arms, as it formed drops to flee.

Before the era when technology rules, the first feel of the icy rain was truly blissful

As I perceived the hailstorm with joy , the white ice stones still remain amazingly beautiful.

Note: This is a mini-series of my childhood and teen years in Jamshedpur through which I wish to share memorable tales of people, culture, food, festivals and lifestyle in the early 80's  and 90's.  I call it MyJampoTales. Photograph credit goes to Google Images/ Social Media. Thanks for stopping by, to read and rekindle your childhood memories as well.

MyJampoTales : The Family Neighbor

The principle of altruism and affection was fed into my mind and heart through him,

After my family, it was he with whom I confided my innocent childish tales.

Rarely do you find such gem of person who is affectionate and forever giving

The epitome of sacrifice to remain a chronic bachelor for nursing his ailing mom.

A multi-talented chap who had creative ideas and magical hands

His culinary skills were similar to that of a professional chef, name any and he served it.

He made the festival of lights all the more special with his hand-made crackers

The knowledge about Ayurveda was on his finger-tips and owned a mini in-house medicare.

His friends hailed from all religions, all equally intellects and humble souls

His faith in the Almighty reflected in the  daily practice of gratitude.

He would feed the stray dogs and the sparrows almost on all days

He was God-friendly and recited the holy books of most religions fluently.

A perfectionist and an honest human, quite a mismatch in the showy society

With a generous heart and a simple lifestyle he always remains a man-of-honor.

A neighbour like him was a blessing from the Almighty in my childhood days

He remains as an epitome embodiment of a kind, caring, elderly friend who was a true humanitarian by deeds!

Note: This is a mini-series of my childhood and teen years in Jamshedpur through which I wish to share memorable tales of people, culture, food, festivals and lifestyle in the early 80's  and 90's.  I call it MyJampoTales. Photograph credit goes to Google Images/ Social Media. Thanks for stopping by, to read and rekindle your childhood memories as well.

Seeking the Soulmate

"The journey is from beyond thousand miles that I have come along
The thirst within me gave the immense courage to fly alone
Each time the ray of hope sparkled, it was a mirage of an oasis 
Each time I was thinking it to be the destiny, the path blurred my vision
Call me an alchemist, yet the thirst made me desperate at times
A drop or two for some respite, like the sweet nectar from the desert rose
While I saw other seekers on the way, theirs’ seemed ages long
The thought of my desire vaporised into the thin air for the unseen
I was enduring the truth of my existence through magical signs and dreams
While I chose to evolve higher and focused, I discovered my precious fortune
It was not you I was craving for, as you satiate my longing only this moment
I was mistaken by my bodily thirst and wandered in lethargy for miles
Blessed am I to be guided by light workers to help me connect with the divine soulmate”


I am grateful for the beautiful stories shared by authors to help people realize their dreams. Dreams of love, treasure, peace, fame and also to connect with like-minded people. Soulmates with a common purpose of doing good to everyone around and spread the light of peace, love, compassion and harmony in the world."

Treasure the moments in life, while it lasts

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Day2: 

"As the Sun rose high up the sky. The clouds absorbed its saffron, orange and yellow hues while sailing freely in the sky. 

When the world was yet to begin a time-tied day, the sky painted a perfect portrait to make my day.

While I would have to travel miles away from the city to witness sunrise. The view from my home brought it closer to me while I brew Sunrise. 

Am glad I could click the Picasso moment exactly in time. Am grateful for having been able to perceive the divine masterpiece well on time." 

We have to be thankful for some rare moments in our lives. The beautiful moments are to be enjoyed to the fullest in that time of occurrence with love. This transmits a positive vibe in our body and mind. To begin a long day with a natural surprise along with our daily positive rituals is a bonus indeed!