Honour can’t be sought or purchased It is practised. Regard and respect to others, Deeds which are morally right, Hold honour upright . Honesty, integrity and probity, Makes one great. Honour is the value of a person in one’s own
Read More »You are the creator and ruler of the universe. All pervading and omnipresent . Perfect in power, wisdom and goodness. Some are awed about you. Some fear you. Penance and fasting done by most of the people.
Read More »In olden time Girls did a lot of embroidery. Granny once told me an interesting fact, Before wedding , Each girl sew forget me not In different shades on pillow covers. The cherished gift for the would be And a
Read More »Riches never bring eminence to anybody. Efforts, hardwork,character make people great. Eminent scientists, judges, sculptors, Benefited society by their toils. Great writers, singers and fighters. Their contributions never to be forgotten.
Read More »Her devotion to duty never wavered. As a daughter, sister and wife she excelled. Her loyalty and piety awed one and all. The affection, dedication and attentiveness Enriched the family. . The day she left the mortal world, Everyone mourned
Read More »The sky is filled with colourful kites. Having all the colours of the rainbow. Young and old all are happy flying their kites. They know they can control the string on their own. But, do they know the fact? That
Read More »How much I liked blowing soap bubbles It was long past in my childhood. Running after the bubbles to catch and burst And the unbounded joy ! Alas growing up I knew Wise men have told, “Life is but a
Read More »The year spent was scary Never in my life I had gone through a pandemic. Unheard unseen a situation I went through it. The fear was there and the gloom also. A talkative a good hostess I remained alone. Eight
Read More »On the balcony With my tea cup How many times I have thought Can’t I go back? The day I played with the dust Cooking rice dal with sand My pots and pans Were the coconut shells. Can’t I go
Read More »She looked frozen. Yet it was not winter. Then what was the reason? The little sweet girl, she was only six. Her parents died and she was in a fix. An aunt took her care, the uncle was a rogue.
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