When we were in kindergarten and if one day I missed my bus then it was confirmed that second day she will missed her and if any day she don't go to school then it was fixed that another day with any reason I will also not be able to go to school. I remember when I was in class 1 and have started wearing spects just after one year when we were in class 2 she also started wearing specs. Our luck is as much as same or say coincidence that even we both are suffering from the same disease that is thyroid the only difference is one is suffering from hyperthyroidism and another is from hypothyroidism. In school almost all the teachers and the students things that we are sisters. One more similarity between us is that I started writing and just after me she also started writing and because of that today I am posting this on Mirakee. And this special person whom I described till now is my friend who looks like a sister but she is more than that and she is Shreya Mukherjee (thewingedpen). Now coming to the point that why I explained this much about us or her because today is a special day today is her birthday.
Wish you a very very happy birthday Honey (her nick name).
Stay blessed and happy. And remain as same as you are. And our bonding will also remains the Same.
Flowers are one of the most beautiful gift of nature. Isn't it. I don't think there will be any person in the world who don't like flowers . It's another thing that if the person is having any ellergy from that or any other problem.
I also love flowers a lot. And also have a variety of flowers in my garden as planting is one of my Hobbie. But I am an unique gardener as much as I love to plant flowers as same as I love to pluck it. But now I really feeling ashamed of my habit after reading a very heart touching post of @clingypanda.
As same as her I used to pluck flowers for decoration, for impressing anyone or to put it in my books. But most often I used to pluck flowers for worshiping gods and this is my regular habit after worship I used to put flowers in my hair or braids, because it gives me a very refreshing feeling and I always think that putting flowers in my hair makes my day. But I have never think that the one who makes my day is going to end its life after being in my braid for sometimes.
How we feel when our loved ones go far from us or leave us as same as flowers also must be felt when we separate them from their mother plants or from their mother lands.
It's a question from all that what's the reason for plucking flowers? Or why we pluck flowers? May your answers will be because it attracts me, I love them, I like them or may its smell refreshes your mind. My answer is also same as these.
But it's accurate answer is because we like flowers, that's we pluck it.
The lord Buddha had asked a question once that what's the difference between I like you and I love you. So he beautifully answered that - If you like a flower you will pluck it but if you love a flower you will water it daily.
And it's same in the case of flowers, that we like the flowers we don't love the flowers.
#ceesnamegame Thanks a lot @carolyns_lovenotes for Giving such a wonderful challenge. It was a great fun for me to describe my all name. As before I have never describe my names to anyone like this. So thanks a lot.
Amidst those heavenly solitudes God's beloved artist, nature Held a palette With lorn, charismatic shades. As soon as the soft bristles Touched the sky canvas Glittering sunrays, marched Scattering thousands of unseen, lustful hues. How the sea blues, magically Blended to mesmerizing salmon pinks And the crashing cacophony of waves Silenced to romantic tunes. Love rose, and splashed in the air Showering, bunch full of evening stars The stars, which once, shooted From the crown of Evening God. The lovers, sea and the land Kissed their dreams passionately Creating beautiful foams of memories Which slowly eclipsed in the time's eternity
As soon as the scarlet fire ball Calmed, and dispersed in the sea The hues dissolved in the darkness And the waves stopped playing the symphony. Two lovers, are again diverged by the time The sand is again cold, and the sea waves cry But destiny is waiting for a new tryst Because purity, never lets a true love die.
Good morning. It seems like the weather can't make up its mind. It's throwing a snow tantrum lol So this popped into my mind and I decided to share it.
100th post. Never thought I would come this far lol Thanks for sticking with me. And thank you all for letting me tag you. I know it can be too much sometimes lol So this is some sort of a thank you post xo