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 It was a hard earned day for the hero.He had sacrificed too much to save the youngster.With this theme the film concluded and the youth ran to catch a running bus.He was about to fall when a hand rescued him and pulled him inside.It was an old man standing by the side of the front seat.He was moved by others so that he could see the face of the old man who just saved him from fall.Then there was a commotion in the front seat and the latter two stood up giving way for the old man and the youth to sit.Then seeing the wrinkled face of the old man he remembered his father he quietly thanked him.         The old man was carrying a yellow bag and was totally disturbed by the rush inside the bus.He had to travel another half an hour to reach his bus stop.The youth said that he had come from a movie that he gone along with his friends and he need to travel an hour to reach his stop.The old man did not say anything to the youth for he was thinking when his daughter will...

 Thunders came along the way, It's about to rain. Amidst the foggy days and cold weathers, There came sentiments and lucks. Because I can't go out of house in rain. But who cares when it is drizzling - One round around the flat is a must Like a cup of tea at trilling hours. After rainy manifestation comes heavy rains. While everyone waiting patiently for the roar to stop. But day time finds it difficult to hold and behold, For everybody need to go out for their chores. After bitter it becomes better. For the muds on the roads smelling countryside. And the leaves in the trees throwing small small drops. With insects flying high in the roads  Welcoming home. With boots and dresses caught in the cloud of watery drops. With raincoats, umbrellas and overcoats fully smelling rain water. Once again the day begins at home For one to start a beautiful evening  Everywhere it is cloudy to be seen. Children cycling in rain hit days. Household chores getting better with singing and mu...

I saw some deers grazing their way in grasslands. Running to the speed of lightening. Adding more of tunes to nature. For sometimes, the predator runs faster than the prey, To get hold of it's legs. But the prey rewinds from the scene and goes faster than the air. To save the clutches from the scene of death. It's survival matters more in the day For God gave food to the prey and made it good of all. But when one goes to deer park but to find them all in a cage. You give food and admire it's beauty. You take pictures with the dearsome ones. In a cage really no one attacks it's prey. Only man to man admires with his knowledge. But man is truely the beholder Of nature and it's natural fruits. To save the humble ones and lay them in a cage. To water, to give food and to raise more of it's young ones. S.ANANDHI 14/12/2024

 When it is totally dark One is left no where to go. You are caught in wind of darkness; A candle to light - Amidst the whole world so sad, There comes brightness to be seen; In a small spark That holds deep secrets... S.ANANDHI 14/12/2024

 One female figure runs alone along the sea,         Long rocks in the island to see; Clouds being formed near the farway skies,          But her path, her footstep leaves a mark behind;           Like every life leaves before the end; Some marks are wiped away by the waves to create new ones,             New new waves raise higher to her knees; New spirals of sand and conches and shells,             Filled with salty waters of the limitless ocean; She goes upto a hundred metres and then stands nill at ease,               Counting her past footsteps she looks behind; Only to find new sea water in new waves,               That soon erases her footstep; Like any life would be at ease,               To forget the past moments,        ...

 The Dancing Maid The deer ran with a dearsome speed             To escape it's clutches from the lion The predator lasted it's game till it won               It's pray with the sickness to live Unknown to the world is the child when born                But soon becomes a member of the household.  Soon life relishes for the real needy                Giving all that one aims for; Life never tells a lie at poor nor at the rich                 For the truth is with the righteous ways; A dancing maid of the hour is the time that heals                  Beyond all hopes and replenishments within one's likeliness  Time also lasts for the fullest design if life                  Learning to the human dancer - h...