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The House Of Cards – Part II

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“How should I escape this house of cards?… It seems impossible, it is so hard.”

And when you’re sure you are all abandoned, the bell rings with a big bang, you quiver and wonder,

Was it real or just a dream?

Of course, there can’t be dragons that are cream!

And when you peep out of the window shaking your head, your Friends scream, “open the door, you dumb lad”.

You are still delusional, “lets turn around and see”,

“Oh….it’s just a pillow and a sleepy me.”

You sigh in relief, you know it was a dream,

“It can’t be real, I need not scream”.

With smile on your face, as you pull up and leave, someone whispers,

“Hello friend, wasn’t it fun, come, I’ll make you believe!”

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The House Of Cards – Part I

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“As you walk in the house of cards with white collared jobs and suits to rob, you see the throne that makes you play games with consent or with silent sly aims.

A mystery to solve, or a vampire to fight, there are some dragons, there are some knights.

Cases and diaries, on the table, corps and blood in the stable.

“Where am I stuck? How can I be here? Hello! Is anybody there?”

All silent and spooky here,

“Is this a house of cards or a murder trail?”

But if it’s a murder where are the rest? “Am I safe in here or is there Dexter hiding to take my test?”

“It feels all around, I do confess. I need Holmes so I can rest.”

It is scary and a little fun, but it’s an adventure as deadly as a gun.

Papers and secrets, blood and swords, everything is described, here in codes.”

To be continued…

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Be Someone

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First Wobbly Step

Innocence redefined! ❤

Eleven

http://kalci11.wordpress.com/2014/05/22/first-wobbly-step/ “No one is a born sprinter. We all learn to push ourselves up from the floor and then balance before taking that first, WOBBLY STEP.”

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Spring- Nature’s way of saying….”life is beautiful”!

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Every year as the Spring arrives….I am all more happy and excited. I am not a winter lover rather I would prefer summer heat. Anything cold and wet, I don’t really enjoy. So no winters for me and definitely no continuous pour down.  What I enjoy the most is the beautiful colors of nature which are abundant in spring. So spring is something I wait the most for and welcome the most, of all the seasons of the year. For me spring is the synonym of beauty, love, happiness and enthusiasm.

As I got out of my bed today and went to the balcony, I could feel the difference in the air. It was the fresh scent of leaves in the cool breeze that I could breathe and feel in my hair, sweeping away all my worries. Wow…..I know, finally…..it’s SPRING TIME!

It is the time for nature to tell me a little tale of it’s wonderland, where there are flowers with lovely fragrance, there are butterflies dancing in the air, where birds chirp a little more and squirrels are a little naughtier, where grass has those shiny dew drops and clouds take funny shapes in the blue sky. Yes, I am in love! I am in love with this tale of nature and I wait desperately to listen to it every year.

Spring is like a new beginning, a way of God to show his love for us and a way of nature to say, “lets dance”! It is the miracle, the magic of the universe! It tells us that miracles do happen if we just believe in them. It gives us all an inspiration that even the simplest person can create the greatest difference in the world, just the way rough brown earth makes the whole world delicate, fragrant and colorful as the spring arrives. It gives us the message that every cold day is conquered by a warmer tomorrow if we have faith and patience.

I just can’t get enough of it ever. I can never take my eyes off the beauty that spring holds. Something so effortlessly beautiful, simple yet elegant, showering us with tenderness and love with the blessings from mother earth. Every year I wait for spring with open arms to arrive and then embrace it close to my heart, feel it with my every single breath, before it leaves me with wonderful memories and a promise to return the next year.

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