LET THE FIGHT GO ON

‘Let the fight go on’
You may wonder why I said so

Scarlet minivet spread its wings,
I just went for an easy walk.

My quarrelsome friends were on the street,
To join their hearts I went to them.

One lost money and blamed the other
Matter so silly, I will solve in seconds

Took my purse,’ here is your money’
Sudden I got a slap on face

World just had an extra turn
I was accused as the cunning thief

All I tried was to make all one
But I lost my prestige, how shame!

Now I don’t want any fight to end
Let it go on, I will be safe.

SAVIOUR

Jack groaned in pain. He glared at the wide ground in vexation. A relief came to his mind. “Hope that today those naughty boys won’t disturb me. How can the demeanor of children be so rude? I was always man’s true servant and is this the reward for me?

Jack tried to move but couldn’t. Yesterday the naughty boys of the street had beaten him so harshly. Jack swooned with pain. When he felt conscious he realized the truth that the boys had slaughtered his long tail.

“Hey guys, here is the dirty creature”. Before jack could do anything, a sharp stone hit his head. He tried to run away. As more he tried, blood oozed from his deep wounds. All his struggles were in vain.

“My death has come”. Jack slowly closed his eyes.

HOW TO MAKE LIFE A LAMP??

Our LIFE is an open book to all. It’s upon us to make this life’s book vibrant and enthusiastic or dull and dark. So let me come to my point about the small lessons that we should learn in life to make it a lightening lamp.

Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of good or ad luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, if they be events, illnesses or relationships, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere.

ENCHANTING LADY

I often meet a LADY, if we can compare a ground to a beautiful lady; yes a lady! It’s a big wide ground with helipads in its centre. She is covered by the nature’s greenery whom I meet on my way to school.

Early in the morning she looks gloomy covered with snow. Dew drops stick to her green silk, like shinining crystals when suns calm rays falls on it. Puppies and dogs have a grand sleep in her laps reminding us not to disturb them. During rainy days, the completely water filled is made as a lake by children. Actually the place was a lake, converted to a ground. My dear CHIRA. Even now surveys are done there. When the dark sky showers rain on her I feel sad remembering her past. Even have I felt her grievances.

The red hot sun makes her skin dry and parches appears on her body. At evening all boys and elder ones staying near the ground meet to play in her. I too wished if I were a boy feeling her serenity.