What is life Shows me the directions Hidden paths always hides Time to discover The right route Control the anxious future Slowly erase the path Hard and tough process Hold to present Self evaluation mode on Check the possibilities ……………………………………
She is my “Muthu” always ( Muthassi short form). I can’t see her now, I can’t touch her now, I can’t play with her now but she remains in my heart as a greatest friend. I don’t know how much we both loved each other.
I used to lift her, on that time she added with a laugh ” You don’t know my weight”😊 She loved to visit temples before sunrise. She was very fond of telling krishna mythological stories, she loved to watch devotional serials, she covered the television screen before the serial got over.It’s hard to put her memories all together. I don’t wish to share all her memories here, not because of words limitation rather I want those to be inside me.
When she was (physically) alive, we both valued and loved so much. After her death, I can’t see her in front of me, but I can see her through my heart, what is invisible to eyes, can be seen by heart, unfortunately others can’t see her.
Nowadays, people starts and ends everything in social media platforms. The real happiness or feelings are not that can be shown by sharing a post. I never thought to share this day as a post, but I wrote a few things on her to show how wonderful she was (is).. how innocent she was (is).. Without much sufferings on her last days, she left this world.
Touch of care and love, Smoothens the day, A heart to listen, Resolves the complicates, Words cycling, Before the gestures, Reality always far away, Life moments rushes, Eyes saturate slowly, Wipes before fingers, World differs hours, Hours swaps days, Days next to future.
What is the use of visiting holy places, if people finds happiness in others’ tears. Is the world in hands of evil? God is something beyond idols, beyond religion, beyond caste, an invisible presence, moreover inside us, through deeds.
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