Is she a complex riddle,
or a sweet mystery?

Unfolds herself every second,
to leave behind her traces,
Or tangle strands even more
and shows her various faces!

Plays little pranks,
and hides like a child,
Then wipe the tears,
with her magical smile!

In Wind, In Cloud, In Bird,
In River, In Tree, In Bud,
In Love, In Smile, In Tear,
She chuckles everywhere!

She is an enigma,
and her name is Life!!!

Kids, it is 'MY' not 'Ma' or 'Mah'.. It is annoying, when you write "Mah" or "fy9" or "Dis" or...ahhh endless list.
 
Wait, is it really irritating or I am getting old(er)? :\

So i parked my car in apartment campus and started walking towards my building, to be greeted by a witty sight. There was a Caucasian boy, 6-7 years of age, dragging his bicycle. Trailing to his bicycle was a huge bag, around twice of his size.

I couldn't help smiling. There was no (other) way, for the boy to carry that huge bag. This is what they called lateral thinking ? :)

Welcome ji welcome!!

Arz kiya hai..........


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