There is rhyme in every flower.

There is silhoutte to every shade.

There is pain in every heart.

There are dreams which do not fade...

There is a dusk on every skyline.

There is a moon on meadows bright.

My desires becoming your dreams.

Your dreaming eyes dance in delight.

There is a sonnet in every heartbeat.

There are smiles not getting crisper.

There is a glitter in every star.

Like ecstacy in your whisper.

I know lately I have been posting only the forwarded material. That, however, is not for want of original material. Time has become scarce and I hope the present situation won't continue for long. So here goes....

No matter what, no matter where,

It's always home, if love is there.

One of my most favorite authors is in Mumbai and I am out of the city. I am talking about Jefferey Archer. I must have cursed myself a thousand times since I watched it on News today morning :-(

Just finished reading Paulo Coelho's "Veronika Decides to Die". Will write about it soon.

मित्र म्हणजे एक झाड़, वळ्णावर वाढणारं
आपली सावली होण्यासाठी उन्हासोबत लढणारं

How odd is the logic of the mind.
It seeks compromises when we are wrong and
It asks for justice when others are wrong.
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Some people always enjoy the best that life has to offer.
It isn't because good things come their way.
It is because they find and enjoy the good in whatever that comes their way.
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Bad habits are like comfortable bed.
Easy to get into but hard to get out of.
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The only real mistake is the one from which we learn nothing

It has been quite a while since I last came here. The laptop was throwing tantrums - again. :-( Now it is back on track and so am I. Today I will post some nice SMSes that I have got. They have been clogging the inbox of my phone since last week because I couldn't delete them before posting here :-)