Novel, Uncategorized

#TeenTweets –  #TheReason 

“Sometimes my dear hubby, we do have to deal with people who forget to thank us. Sometimes it could be a thankless job. Service to others is a thankless job always, Rohan,” said Sharmilla.

The phone suddenly rang. Shaina rushed to answer the phone- an opportunity to get away from discussion. Rohan went on, “But what is bothering me is the law or universe. I mean we all know that what goes around comes around. The fact that somebody is so ungrateful to me just means I have been ungrateful to someone too.”

#thankyou

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Novel, Uncategorized

#TeenTweets – #TheReason

“What happened dad?” asked Rohit. He was so unlike his father. He had a lot of clarity in his mind and was expressive enough to give words to his thoughts. Rohit cared little whether people were in sync with his way of thinking or not. What he cared most about was doing what was right.

#thankyou 

Poetry, Uncategorized

#MsPagal-IV #Naïve-He

This may seem a bit naïve,

But my dear partner,
Here he only says,
He doesn’t know,
Why such he stays.

But my dear partner,
Here he only not count the days,
Everyminute .. Everyday ..

He just prays n prays …
As to why such he behaves.

But my dear partner,
You are special to this poet,
He asks for forgiveness,
You are special to this friend,
He asks for openheartedness 🙂

© jovial’Pane


Poetry, Uncategorized

#MsPagal -III #TheDream

Dear Ms. Pagal,
I saw you in my dreams,
Can we go for ice-cream !!
Dear Ms. Pagal,

Dancing were those grown- curls,
Wavering swiftly and,
Alas ! bringing in me,
Those weridy little goosebumps.

Cuteness was there, in your talks,
I sat there sitting, admiring your curls.

All along the dream,
The curls made me scream,
All along the reality,
Those fragnancing wavy curls ,
Have now stopped telling stories 😦

And then came the moment,
I sat besides your desk,
Rolling up my eyes,
And talking nonsense.

Just to know in time,
When I looked at your side,
Just to know in time,
That you went away,
With the work of tide.

All along the time my friend,
He felt the bottom layers,
Of your newly washed curls.
All along the time my friend,
He thought to share,
And your only care.

Rest was he sad,
Waking up from his bed,
He got the sign of relief,
That courage to share this piece.

Dear Ms Pagal !!
You came in my dreams,
Lets go for Ice Cream,
And make this not just a dream.

© jovial’Pane