To My Man In Olive Green

The Queen...
Yes I am...to my Man in 'Olive Green'

Following the slogan of 'Go Green'...
I understand what it truly means
For my Man, who is passionately in love with his numerous greens!

The green has captured his heart and his soul,
& I so admire the discipline, the drill, and  the skillful accomplishment of goals!

Guts, valour, courage...
Are Sort of rubbing upon me,
Though my Man's official duties on my big occasions come naturally!

With love, devotion & fondness my home is decorated..
Army...our family is a lush green garden blossoming with people so spirited!

Loving all the struggles and scrabbles, pains and rigour...
Each day I am living my life with a lot of vigour!

Breathing in such an abundant and verdant setting,
I surely feel...
THE QUEEN...
THE QUEEN... Yes, I am!
To my Man in 'Olive Green'

Story of her day...

Story of her day is unambiguous and quite suggestive; as her emotions models and frames all that she plays,

Warmth, sentiments, fondness are the dominant, pivotal connectors for her missions and ventures everyday!

Her strength, her energy, her vigour lies in anticipating 'The Treasure' that awaits,

Call it reward or price, she tenderly stimulates herself; only diligence dominates!

What Treasure? What reward?
No urge of wealth or fortune  bounds her untypically,

Her greed is the attainment of one supreme outcome which in this world is perceived differently!

'Happiness' is the Treasure that exhilarates her, and she swiftly gets allured and enticed with its magnetism,

That feeling of complete satisfaction is unintelligible and inexplicable and no respect to materialism!

This girl would never justify her attempts in mechanical moves,

She is a free bird, spiritedly living in her own paradise; Merrily does what her gut approves!

'Fixed'

On this bizzare expedition that we call life, escorted by our professed abstractions, actions and interactions...
We wait; totes oblivious of our life's reaction!

Ah! Entitle it Surprise, Luck, Fortune or Fate...
More modishly Destiny or Karma's Create!

The consequences and conclusions to my doings are so simply affixed...
Predestined... divine decreed...
Is it all so immaculately FIXED!

Fixtures, I opined were man made...
to connect two pieces for the article's new update!

'Fixed' I thought were my views and beliefs...
but strangely they eloped with some obscure thieves!

'Fixed' I thought were relations and alliances...
which are beyond the explanation of all sciences!

'Fixed' I witness are illegitimate dealings and closed trading...
those blatant profiles stirs and agitates me; strange is the situation pervading!

Call it Destined, or Fixed by a divine being or an adroit earthling...
It's a Game of Thrones and Domination...
Power Submerging!!

Time is Fleeting

Where we start...
How we end...
For every little act of ours and every question that crops in our intellect,

TIME...that particular Time is the artist that either leaves us with regret, or happy and astoundingly impressed!

Time is
        The Player...
        The Designer...
        The Master...
The stimulation that influences our moves,
Those that our mind promptly approve!

Time is the Torch Bearer in the weird maze of life
Such unusual and baffling are it's ways,
Bestowing us with novel and glistening moments always!

Time has been interestingly named and explicitly explained
as   Good or Bad
        More or Less
        First or Last...
Our understanding rests on our experience and insight,
I think this is the Time, to stall or perform with a keen sight!

'Finding time' is struggling...
Before we realize  that we have it, it's bygone,
Who can hold it?
Each moment needs to be counted upon!

Where are we spending our valued time?
How can we not let it fly out of our hands?
Honour and treasure Time we must, without shrieking,
coz Time is fleeting...
        Time is fleeting...
        Time is fleeting!

What's your true fragrance...

Self... Self Importance...Self Esteem
Most of us blinded by its glaring sheen
At a complete loss on celebrating the frisk of life...
Why are we suffocatingly entangled with our inner strife?

Cold Words... Hurting Utterances... Hollow Talks
With embedded grudges creating a deadlock
Keen and geared up to irreparably pierce...
Can't we shun our attribute so fierce?

Bitter Agony...Endless Anguish...Envious Spite
constantly sleeping over revengeful flights
We've exiled ourselves from the home of bliss...
Aren't we living life amiss?

Inflated Ego... Blunt Attitude...Conceited Smile
Troubled us, carrying worthless load in piles
Unlearned our eternal essence...
Can't we let ourselves blossom in our true fragrance?

Take care!
Have a great life.

Labour of love

🖋I wrote this some twelve years back...when I had not experienced parenthood.

LABOUR OF LOVE

Morning, noon & night
Setting everything right
I always saw my parents working towards making my day bright

A mount guard, going through fire and water...
on slightest of my discomfort they would bother...
for any demand or wish of mine...
                     ...their pampered daughter

It seems I have been dusted with gold...
A strong foundation...they have shaped me in the perfect mould...
Distances cannot make any difference to the love that everyday increases manifold

I 'll always be their doll, who has been taught to enjoy life and face it tall...
PARENTING _'The labour of love to be cherished' is their call !

daughter...👧
Love you loads
Dedicated to you...my dear Mumma n papa!

She is you...

A follower of dreams
Watch her imagination passing down the stream...

Her wandering eyes might catch a glimpse of you
But her desire is to always look up high and win the entire green and blue

The captivating persona... the spark in her eyes
Watch her special ways...each day her aspirations rise

Singing the merriest song of life, she has given it everything
She deserves to fly high, outstretching her wings

Let her dreams see the bright shine of the sun
And bring happiness to her, in tons !