Silence is Beautiful

How amazing and refreshing it is, when we turned off the loud motor of cooler or refrigerator, or even a hissing fan. That’s how silence spoke out its greatness. No one would go out without reason just to listen to noisy busy traffic. I believe no one would love the noise the rushing traffic makes. That’s how it teaches us that we need silence everyday in our life.

Beautiful Unheard

Cultural dance performed by villagers

We failed to appreciate those who help us - 1

 Bee

 

We hardly takes even the slightest second to appreciate how bee has helps us in our everyday lives. 

A study reported that wild bee provide crop pollination services worth more than $3,250 per hectare per year. Their value to the food system is “in the billions, globally,” its authors wrote in the journal Nature Communications. Over three years, researchers followed the activities of nearly 74,000 bees from more than 780 species, to come to the conclusion.

O’ My love; My friend!

If I leave this earth you before my time, wail not; on my deathbed.

For I will not hear you moan on my grave.

And beating your chest in anguish on my deathbed will not wake me up.

Nor will I see your tears.

And I cannot wipe away your tears or lend my shoulder to cry on.

In Youth

The year comes, when it was the best of life,

Tis, the stage, each men had in fullest;

It’s all adventure and no tears within,

In youth, was all, a moment you can had in fullest;

So was youth, you can find spring in costume,

The season, no man dreaded;

And so, youth, no man abhorrence,

But alas! It was petite,

I don't wanna pass to the next stage of man;

If I could, I’ll be youth eternally,

Perhaps it could be something all desired;

But lo! I cannot be and so you,

So, while the time set us in

Why should we let it go undone?

Tis our day, youth, let's celebrate,

We ain't gonna be here morrow;

Till the day last; tis our day,

Cheers to all!

Tis the stage, preeminent of all;

Should you begone without the quest of spring?

Can you be in vigor to feel juvenile again when you grow old?