The Sun-Hugged Clouds

☁️⛅The Sun-Hugged Clouds
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Do you ever wonder my dear
How does Heaven look and feel like!
I witness a piece of Heaven
When the firmament I gaze upon
And behold the miracle often.

The silky milky floral clouds
Floating in the open azure sky
With a pageant of esthetic plethora
Shining  bright, so white
Like wedding gown of a bride.
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Smiling  with the radiance of Almighty.
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When they cradle the Sun, ever blazing
And its sea of rays, ever beaming
Scatter, scan and flash through them
Play, move and dance with them
Like a waltz of celestial beings.

Yes I glance a glimpse of Heaven
In these every day magic show of Nature.
I  assume the unseen face of God
Hiding in those brilliance of beams
In the other side
Of these sun hugged clouds.
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©Glorry Shubhashree
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Photo – My own

You Are My Home !

One day my friend , little birdy , asked me out of a blue, while we were alone ,apart from the world ,listening to the cadence of wind in the fairy jungle and sweet songs of so many creatures lulling our ears , from far hills…
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– “What is a home ,buddy ?”
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I got surprised with this sudden question, felt a tingling of pain deep in my heart ,got silent ,and then after pondering a while …slowly with a stuttering, sad voice with pain I said to the little birdy ..
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– A Home must be a place ,where you don’t get lonely !
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A home must be a place ,where you don’t get left behind !

A home is probably somewhere people don’t judge you !

A home I think is a place where people don’t engage themselves in searching n finding faults in you !

A home must be a beautiful, bright and warm place where everybody smiles ,sings, dances ,breathes ,moves freely and loves each other deeply , abundantly !

And my dear, little birdy ..! A home must be a place where your Mom is waiting for you !
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We don’t have a home buddy ! “
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Tears started to rain from my eyes and words couldn’t be uttered anymore !

Little birdy said ..
– ” If that is a home then You are my Home ! buddy ! “

A sweet smile waved on my sad lips and reached through my teary chicks ..
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I hugged my little birdy with affection ,love ,satisfaction and new found hope !

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©Glorry Shubhashree

Two Wandering Warrior Souls

So many books we have read
So many seasons we have seen
So many stories we know
So many tales we have heard
So many places we have visited
So many people we have met
But never found a story like us
Never found a love like ours
Never knew a person like you exist
Never hoped to be ever loved like this
It was pure magic ,it was pure miracle
The meeting of us and falling in love.

Well ,enough history we studied
Roamed many palaces and castles
Let us now plunge into the kingdom of our souls
Let’s discover their genesis and exodus
And explore that real man and woman
Beneath this robe of common human
Who have fought thousand battles
Bled, wounded, cried and starved
Seen mound of deaths and loss
Walked on thorns ,and broken glasses of dreams
Yet survived unknown plagues and wars
Founded chronicles of thrones
And hoisted flags of victory .

Let our tears sing about our sorrow
And our heart beats dance with joy
Let us look into the depth of our eyes
Which speak thousand words in silence
Let us study those eloquent eyes
And catch it’s every syllable
Learn it’s every language
Let’s survey and relish our silence
For it is a dialect too.

©Glorry Shubhashree

Earth Is A Heaven Itself

Earth has everything to excite us ,it’s a heaven itself ..but we don’t realise that and we think heaven is something really different from this world and our heaven means only gold, diamonds, rivers of honey..and all such crazy, greedy expectations..though I don’t deny the richness of heaven .

Have you ever looked at this earth ,this world .. don’t you ever realize it’s heaven itself .! The friendship, the bonds ,the love we share with our family, relatives, friends ,pets ,.. isn’t it so divine ..! Are they not the wingless earth angels ! Do they not carry an essence of heaven !

The rich verdant fields ,the white clouds spread across the vast blue sky playing with the sun the hide and seek , the hills and mountains of mystery and treasures, the colourful rainbow embracing the sky, the ocean waves dancing with the rise and fall of the tides , the dawn and dusk echoing with the birds song ,and the sky playing the festival of colours ..!

Are they not the view of heaven ,are they not divine ..! What more beauty and miracle you expect heaven to be oh greedy man .If you are not happy with this earth and it’s majestic beauty doesn’t appeal you ..I don’t know what will !
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.( My own photography )

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©Glorry Shubhashree

Is It A Dream ?

♥️Is It A Dream ? ♥️
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Is it a dream or reality ?
Its too hard to believe it’s real !
If it’s a dream I don’t want to wake up !
Is it really you walking by my side
Is it really you watching me with these loveful eyes ?
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This crimson sunset is so dreamy
And the more heavenly view before me is you
Its your presence that enhancing the beauty around me
These moments I am going to treasure
In the lock of my soul
And paint them in the canvass of the golden memories !
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I want to watch this view every time with you
I want to walk with you on the seashore
And see these lovely birds flying over
I want to see this world around us changing
And beauty fleeting before our eyes
Like rainbows and the shooting stars
And see the magic shower of snows .
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Till our old days ,for our all days
Till our last breaths, till our last days
I want to see all this and live all this
With your eyes and your heart next to me !

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©Glorry Shubhashree

On Inequality And Discrimination


Its a natural tendency and birthright of every person and any person to love, admire, respect and preserve his motherland, his ethnicity, his race, and to whatever particular group or identity he belongs. And it hurts, really hurts a lot, when he is mocked, insulted or looked down by others or treated lowly because of his identity and the ethnicity or group. That’s really painful and sad. That pain only he can know who goes through that.

In our society, in our country, and most probably in world since long such discriminations are prevalent, and people are divided in many groups and subgroups according to that, where some particular group thinks they are superior to others and those who are considered the lowest in that, they are treated badly and lowly everywhere, in every field, in everything. So when some particular groups think they are superior, so what about the others ? Are they not human beings ?

Whatever identity or group a person belong, why another group would look down on them or tease, mock or insult them ? Can they themselves tolerate that ? Can any one tolerate that ? Then why so easily people hurt, tease, insult, mock others for their very identity ? Have we ever considered it staying in their shoes who go through all this, who have to survive n fight for their own rights and identity ? So painful, so hurting it is !! Nobody has any right for that and why should a person tolerate that. Why some will rule like kings and why some will suffer like slaves and treated like animals or subhumans.

Also I have a question for everyone ? Does God give knowledge, wisdom, talents, ability only to a particular group of people and doesn’t give to others. Does He do discrimination in that ? I mean to say is it only a particular group or section of people are blessed with knowledge, wisdom, talents, skills and abilities ? And is it some group or section are always poor, backwards and fools with no talents, no skill, no abilities ? These are some thought provoking thoughts of mine which arise in me as a common sense. We know it very well that everyone is gifted differently with different talents and abilities, we can’t judge or reject someone’s ability as a generalization, insulting a complete group.

No one is inferior and no one is superior to anyone… So is our groups, and ethnicity, none is superior nor inferior, instead we are all unique whatever n however we are. We all are equally loved by God. We all have same, flesh, heart, bone and blood. Our skin color, height, figure, hair may differ but can we deny that beneath the skin we feel the same, think the same and we all go through this same life of joy and sorrow..! We are human and humanity is our first identity. We are to respect each other, help and cooperate each other. I don’t support too much pride and arrogance for our own group and hating others or to look down others.

Everyone has a self respect, everyone has a heart, every one has his dignity, every one has equal rights.

True education is not what degree, certificate or qualifications we have, in what school, college or university we went for study, what great job we do, how much books we have read or whatever places we have gone. A piece of paper doesn’t measure our true education. True education is how we treat another person, how we value and respect others, how we understand others.. True education is our manners, behaviors and thoughts. If we don’t know how to respect others, if we are full of arrogance and pride, if we are not kind and considerate towards others we are not educated in true sense..and all our years of learning is just in vain.

And another thing… When some people have more resource of something, they should share that with others who are deprived of that. When we find some people in extreme struggles or difficulties, and if we are blessed with everything, if we have power and capacity to help we should definitely help. If we are aware and know very well how some particular people are suffering for their basic rights and survival , and still if we just ignore and close our eyes to them its not true humanity. We are to support, help and nurture each other and to live in harmony. That’s how a beautiful society is made, and that’s how there lies unity in diversity, when or where no one is looked down, no one is neglected, no one is hurt, but all are respected and treated equally.

Just like a jungle full of diverse animals and plants enriches it, so does a diverse social groups in a nation enriches its society. So that inequality or diversity is to be celebrated in good way to enrich each other not to kill, cut or scratch each other as if we are animals or enemies of each other. We are all human, children of one God, God who rules in love, we all come under that one blanket of love, why do we pester each other to generate hatred and divide our society, our humanity for insignificant things.
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Finally.. nobody has any right to make anyone feel inferior or worthless only because of their particular identity. Whoever displays such inhuman, illiterate behavior to mock, tease or hurt anyone or keeps such thoughts shows his own lack of education and underdeveloped mentality. When we can’t bear, share or lessen someone’s agony, why to throw salt in their wounds by making them feel more miserable, helpless and bitter.. only to reduce their faith and hope in humanity and equality .

A person’s true power is in helping a weak, not in boasting in his own power and threatening the weak.

©Glorry Shubhashree 🌼

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Some original thoughts of mine. . I often ponder over this.. My intention is not to hurt or provoke anyone, but to make us think before we behave or speak anything ill towards any fellow human being which is derogatory to that person’s dignity and self respect.

I Am A Pedestrian

I look behind my life
To the footsteps of mine
On the edgy thorny roads
Bloodstains of my wounds .
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I look at that long narrow road
Covered with terrors ,traumas
At every few steps waiting for me
And my spine chills with fright .
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I look behind this mysterious
Inexplicable life of mine
On this eerie, infernal road
I treaded alone in full exposure
A deadly battle of sound and fury .
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How did I cross it I still think in awe
How did a small, delicate , feeble girl
Turned into a strong ,iron woman
Though not in physique but in soul
The most vulnerable ,brittle heart
Now calm , composed , unaffected
Soars on the feathers of resilience .
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I am looking now at the road ahead
Ornated with white clouds and bright sun
Leading me into a new path with a joyful welcome
I am still a pedestrian ,just walking along . .
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– ©Glorry Shubhashree
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