He stopped car near the bench where old man was sitting. “Excuse me. Can you tell me this lane takes to new cemetery?” “Sorry Son, I don’t know. I was buried at old cemetery 80years ago.” Old man replied pointing towards old cemetery at the backside of the bench. “Its fine uncle.I will find out, Thank you. ” He replied and ignited car.
When he realized reply of an old man, he turned back only to see empty bench.
Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “where.” Start your post with the word “where” and write whatever comes to you. Bonus points if you end your post with “where” too.
The Universe Belongs To Everyone.
“Where all love vanished from universe?” “Why you think love had vanished?” “Humanbeings behavior.” “Hmm..we give them life, they take ours. But you know, I believe one day they will understand importance of us to keep these world alive.” “I hope that day comes soon.” “I know it’s a high time. But now don’t be depressed, and cherish moment thinking aleast you n I still alive n together since years n years. I hope they will not cut either of us. After these ages of togetherness, I don’t want to lose you, seriously mate.” “Same feelings. But Why you think you will not get cut??? As you saying you will miss me, It could be vice versa too..don’t you think???(Frowns)” He laughed. ” I said Just to make mood light. Don’t be so serious.” They both laughed together. There laughs interrupted by bunch of humans standing in front of them with axes and machines. “Which tree to cut.. left or right?” Both trees shared sad glances. “Good bye friend. Time for us to be apart.” That tree.(pointing to one of the tree). But Cut from there.” “Where?”
One side you n other side me.
Distanced afar who once where we.
Long walks those late night chats
Everything now seems long history.
Silly laughs never cared who says what
It Will always remain a beautiful past
Alone walking now on the same path
Only change is nowhere you insight.
Together we Laughed,cried days n nights
Missing all fun n your never ending talks.
Nothing ever divided us all these years
But One small fight created rift between us
Once friends now stranger for each other.
Prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “art.” Talk about something that’s hanging on your wall. Add a picture, if you’d like. If you have no art on your walls, talk about something in a museum.
Nature In My Own small World..
clicked By Soul Connection.
Colorful tree.. Hanging flowers.. Green grass n Flying birds..
Sharing a Beautiful artwork done by my dearest husband on a Sliding Glass window frame at our home.
I think this is the perfect post and opportunity to share with you his one of the awesome artwork.
It is one of my most favourite coz he painted Nature which I love the most and secondly he chose different vibrant colors to paint a tree rather than its natural green.
The art looks even more beautiful when early morning sunrays falls on it.
For these week’s challenge, sharr a photo of liquid in whatever state, shape or color you happen to capture it in. You can go as big as the ocean or as small as a teardrop, as clear as vodka or as opaque as milk.
Waiting To Drip… RainDrop
For these Week’s Challenge ‘Liquid’ I chose ‘Raindrop’ that I managed to capture on my Window grill.
Rains are my stressbuster. I just love Rains as no matter how bad my day isor how low my mood is… Rains never fails to bring smile on my face.
The above image I clicked with mobile camera.
I kept Blurry Rainy Background and focused only on Raindrop. These image is one of my favourite picture from my captures folder.
Sharing few other images that was captured by me in different Occassions which fits to the week prompt ‘Liquid’.
Her Long Black Waivy Hairs, Her unique way of Style, Beautiful Face And Her Talent Was Talk Of The Town Where She Used To Live.
While Painting She used to get So Much Involved In Her Own World That She Never Realised That Small Crowd Gatheres Around Her To Watch Her Magical Wall Art.
It Was Her Passion, Her Way Of Meditation To Forget Troubles She Was Facing From Her Own Peoples Since Childhood, That Affected Her So Much That She Became Quiet, Lonely And Remained Confined In Her Room For Long Hours, But Her Pain Bought Out Hidden Talent That She Possessed And Introduced Her To The New World Of Art.
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