It’s a good gesture to greet,
the one you know and meet,
it’s a renown form of humbleness,
it’s appreciation from heart,
Salaam my dear Salaam,
is how we say it with ease !!
The traditions are not new
It comes with rich history,
We joint our two hands to greet,
NAMASTE as we call it in India,
Is a honoring gesture,
to the one we greet !!
Salam & Namaste means the same
It’s a fusion of two cultures,
to greet with smile and honor,
as a sign of welcoming..
Religions and words may be different
but both have the same message of Peace
Salam Namaste, Salam Namaste, Salam Namaste
is a welcoming speech !
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Was featured as a WOW post on Blogadda
The perception of a graveyard is
Scary, haunted, sorry and sad
Why does this feeling crop in our head
The world mourns their dead and prays for their soul
But the movies have made it scary for the little ones
It’s not haunted; it’s your loved one sleeping,
Sleeping is their soul in deep happy region,
Change your perspective, don’t be shocked
It’s in every human to die somehow,
Maybe it’s not you today but it will be some moment
Try to accept the fact and move on in succession
Graveyards were made to dump the bodies
but it didn’t dumped their souls,
it’s in the hearts of their belonging
P.s. “This post is written for the 110 Creative Challenge Contest, hosted byThewhitescape”
Trying to understand the simplicity
without knowing the complexity
i plunge into to find out
with no experience of diversity
Does this make sense to you?
souring beneath and understanding
there is no ending from where i began
how well it was simplified
it baffled me from inside
hard to believe what i saw
i couldn’t figure out what to do
there were no pearls in the ocean
which i came looking to ..
I took the wrong track,
deceived in words and trust,
I was shattered and terrified
there was nothing i could do,
felt so helpless,
it was like drowning in the deep blue
Dare to Desire
The obsession that excites you is your ecstasy,
Why is it such a mystery?
Is it the temptation that baffle you?
Or the simplicity that amazes you..
The way you want to see it
You want to mesmerize in its fragrance,
The deepest desire tempts
To capture it for the moment..
But it’s too late because
Its too swift for you to handle…
Despite the agony
You try to recover from the tragedy…
You still arise the desire,
To catch the moment
That made you go higher….
This is a never ending tale
The more you have it
The more you desire….
This is what makes us special
Otherwise we would be as calm as a mammal…
Selfish – obsessed – Centered
These 3 words describe you in some way
or the other
Tsunami, earthquakes, collapses,
is not your matter
the matter of fact remains unchanged
it’s your self-centered obsession
which never change
Why is there so much jealously
Why can’t you be in peace with your entity?
Why is there so much of tragedy
when the 3 basic thing are just your necessity
Life is easy when you think of your self
try to think for others
do what you can
Don’t be a miser and try to get what you can’t
you are not the only one
waiting for what you want
The world remembers you not for being selfish
it accepts you when you provide what’s needed