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To live in hearts
we leave behind
Is not to die.

While, I walked along the seashore. A small pebble caught my attention. The child in me kept it in my treasure bag,to pull it out later.Then, there was a visible joy and pleasure on my face. I would dance my way back home. Proudly displaying the kingly possession to my mother . She was the only one who knew it was precious. For a few days, after school the first thing I did was to open the treasure bag, to check if it was safe. It had certain,hidden, positive charm and I believed it for true. Perhaps, it would bring good luck to me.


As I was about to finish my walk along the shore line today. I saw the same pebble, I picked it up. Thought for a while, I felt my mom smile with me. I tossed it back into the sea. She is not at home, I said to myself. She sleeps in that fathomless sea. I hope, she must have seen my new found treasure and kept it safe for me.

"To look backward for a while is to refresh the eye, to restore it, and to render it the more fit for its prime function of looking forward"

On the mark, get set, ready ... GO!

Hi Friends! I hope, you all are doing well. All these years I have been away from this space. I had to leave. And each of you understood it. Thank you.

I wish, I have managed to be in your memories. Perhaps, it might need a soft brush to clear the dust if any.
"Adventure can be an end in itself. Self-discovery is the secret ingredient that fuels daring"
At times, we lose clue. get stuck, its a feeling of nowhere. A period of fear, stress. A period of discomfort, of initiation. We move backwards.

All we need is a gentle push. A whistle-blow. Its time to take a backing up and you are set to start. And GO!

Friends! I hope, to hear from each of you. Hugs to each and all!