Snippets of the mind by Gagansvaid

Mint freshened mornings, when in the cool breeze, or fog my father did accompany me, till my bus stand. As I was to go to school, he daily got me "Chocos" biscuits from a nearby shop. Which if in winters, I kept in my blazers' inner pocket, but one thing was always that I opened the biscuits in my break time during school hours. The motional touch made me remember my home and I felt good, having something from me parents with me. There is happiness eternally. Here I wish to talk more about the affection my father sprinkled on me, not only was it permitted till biscuits but making me turn for school, and himself getting ready along me. In childhood a bond between someone close attracts the child, and my family was significant to me, as before starting to go for school I had only family members with whom I talked, enjoyed and remained. The home atmosphere was so close to heart and then started the school game, which I always felt nostalgic to leave home, without parents but...

The exam time Days before this propaganda, starts a feeling of integration. Everything other then studies terminates from latent end! Yep! I do love to study, but I fear when people tell, then to gain the highest momentums there are people striving 24/7 while I am giving time to all the tasks I love to do, including the invincible, vital part of the terminology, lovely studies! I am so much encouraged by the success of people in their respective fields. It's only that they have certain talent in what they do and let the talent not vitiate. Then why, do I not go one directional in my talent, rather I go to classify myself best in all things? I ask daily questions, and when confused the spritual centre confines beams of magic on my lively senses. Praying God, is the loveliest mantra, it makes me rise and rise and rise. I wonder again, assuming that I feel out-tracked only when I give less reference to the magic energies, the almighty. Now, as the new session waits, I have new things...

The days are made the way we turn them. I just believe as if I was inhaled by mischief seeming thinkings. So unhappy things make us, when we feel about how wrong we went. They have their own power and when we utter something wrong and then don't realize, later over then we are in the thunder shake, cries they sprawl over full day on us. I have just learnt to be good-willing and to gain a majestic look one has to prepare really hard, and hard is not really that hard. It is only having good behavior towards out tasks, and having control over what we do, can be the biggest help in the goodwill of our nature afterwards. Losing the right lane is making us feel so enormously bad and I have experienced being the baddest of all, when I disregard respect and overlook the necessary instructions on which we need to reflect in our life. Why did I do that wrong, these are regrets but always there is a hope intense underlying in our clotted blood, that we will turn the situations all right. So, ...

Quicker and charmer does life turn, To be.. Iniatiating the realities along dreams, learnt.. I build my nougat tree! At once do I rellish, On completion Of necessary task, Joys enveloped squash, Rewriting my past, As future entrails new journeys, To mask! I find on new clothes, Coloured with yesterdays, winning stance, Obliging myself to lift above ropes, My futury dance! Stratergizing with wisdom, Of my love alarmed, As I enter my stardom!!

Standing on the top of the hotel, Screws on my mind, A thoughtful aperture, Along the winds, When my heart bears a variant stature, In the love the being sways along.. When.. I have found a new friend!

The party which has a lovely alignment ! There is the lively call, from the inner self, which is so much willing to strive, and party hard. Maybe, there is a sense of judgement that today I shall be the most happiest, doing all what I do alone, that is overjoy. The party preparations are on, and with the cultural bond getting broadened I feel the reality the most abundant. I go on wearing a special styled turban, which shall make me withstand with the ongoing situations, which again is manifesting all goodness from the earlier beliefs. The Raja's, Maharaja's, we are attired as, with girls as the, 'Princess'. It is 21st century, and people have emerged with life in new sectors, but that love and aspirations are intact with strong feelings' of brotherhood. This can't be undermined, as the love which sprouts from each corner of the world has gathered to give respect to the imaginations, thinkings of the people century back, or many more years back. It's not on...

If you miss me, Imagine if I am within you, If you wish to see, Me passing the lanes with you, Keep a hand on your heart,  And feel as it's mine beau, Towards your love mart Again if a song makes you love me, Feel the times we have had, Maybe in ecstasy or fate of ours' being happy.. Care for a child, a women and all beings, (clad) As they have also a day past fallen in love with anybody, As you fell in love flag, With me!