Snippets of the mind by Gagansvaid

Who doesn't know, the present circumstances, the continuous wastage of resources, the showcase of ill manners as honking on roads alive, to throwing dirt wherever one likes to, I ask, who remains unknown of these facts of life? I heard to introspect was a good option, The dreamers of the utopian world, I question you in all my senses, How longer do you think, Are you following your very road? Do you take any actions on your own, or you wait for the government, to bring the much needed change, when you see the reality of life, in front of your eyes! Pollution, pollution, not enough good air to breathe, air, air—oh, is it poison that I heard? I think I must be right, for that is what stands in everyone's sight! I wish to breath, live in this city, but do you think, is the condition this easy? Well, if you want to bring the change, then you have to start from yourself, Isn't it? I plead with a heavy heart for nature! ...

"Supreme songs of your interests do immerse my soul too, in the nectar of your soothing melodies. The manner your auspicious songs bloom my simple soul, I cherish and dance, with enchanting spirits of a wonderful morning. I do sit upon, a branch of a well built mango tree, inhaling sound applause of the winds, that give my nostrils, fragrance of premature 'ambi's'(mangoes, in middle stages of growth). The rustle of the leaves, leave upon my so called simple being, an ushering of heavenly incarnation, whereby I start running in the fields, relishing the calibre of the nature, and overjoying to the threshold of my simple temptations" ~Gagandeep Singh Vaid Photography by- Himanshu Duggal http://gagansvaid.blogspot.in/2015/05/thou-art-magnetic-dear-summer-season.html