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Mother   Dawn and Dusk hath passed with pace,

                       She kept on weaving my woof of cells .      

                 She poured her blood and marrow with love, so intense,

                       Through infinitive cluster of arteries and veins.

                 Vismajor, the wee actuated towards a new horizon,

                       To ooze out from misty, nebulae after a weary swim.

                 Pale pain vanishth when she heard a mellow shriek,

                       I came into being, Ma, prayed with sweat on her lips.

 Father     Amidst all soothing blessing and itching awful ironies,

                         He firmly remained stretched, with all his elegancies.

                  For decades with calm indignation,

                         Hiding his wounds beneath his soul,

                  Swinging on his stems and hugging his trunk,

                         Happens to be my choicest goal.

                

                  Once I joined few knaves, with alluring bait in their ruck sacks.

                         Paused! With tears in eyes, yu to my son, his eyes said.

                   Manured with ethics and being shaped well with ard’or,

                         I bid adieu to my lone parasol, to pave an eerie path over.

 Teacher   On follow footpath, he appeared,

                     To console ‘n’ put, on my back, his palm.

                   Took my index within his hand,

                         trained me steps firm and strong,

                       The destiny put this filthy clay on his potter’s wheel,

                 He enshaped with virtues and valued me worth to dwell.

                        He brooded me in dazzling days & darkest nights,

                 I learn from him to walk in black storms without ray of light.

                      When the battle was going on, ere, I learn all winning tricks,

                 And get on my every bout, with pious ‘n’ humble ethics. 

 Me and My love

               Me a knight who conquered phythia and phython both,

                      Found self strayed, entwined in jinxy lines of fate ‘n’ hope.

               Frightened and dammed for a sin that never done,

                      Implored door to door for getting a barren pardon.

              Exhausted after, long lasting battle, against hazy images,

                 drenched in blood and shame, moved with my gibbet thru ages.

             No Simone behind, deliriously saw Christ too turned Harod,

       Ah! With wrecked utopian kaleidoscope, deprived a nip of nectar drop.

           Even a natural delight to see, those loving departed souls,

                A tide of passion to hug her, I love from my heart’ deepest core.

     Conclusion

                             Concluded my voyage, Which fairly start,

                                                  with a melancholy note.

                            With few shreds of attainments,

                                eluded to Elysium long lingering shore.

                          Eluded to long lingering shore-----------------------

                                  ------------------Elysium long lingering shore----

        1-Body Cells 2-Act of God 3-Great Warmth Of Feeling            4-Before 5- Abhorence & Envy 6-Heaven Like.                                                                                                                                                                                  sheel  Kumar

Dedicated Efforts : A Key TO Achieve All You Disere

   Mr X has come back to his room, After making discussions with his team. He just leisurely lay down on his chair.He thought now nothing is going to happen, He will keep on doing the duty but their is no specific hope.

     This state of mind has been defined by a famous psychoanalyst Ceaser Storm.According to her an optimistic can have the life as he desires but their is nothing that a pessimistic can't achieve it.Infact there is no difference between an optimism & a pessimism .The real difference is this,that how they are making their efforts. This associate professor of psychology deptt. of Kentucki University has written a popular book"Breaking Murphy's law:How optimists get what they want from life-and pessimists can too". In this book she has differentiated between optimists and pessimists at large.

   A general perception is, "If we are not optimistic we may not achieve our goal". But apart from this thousand of people have achieved their goal, though they were pessimistic in their thoughts. The reason behind it is that to be mere optimistic does not make you to reach at your destination.The main thing is that how much sincere efforts we've made to get what we desire.And always the person who has made sincere efforts gets the desired goal,Inspite of being pessimistic.It's true that an optimistic may have his desired goal more easily,because he is filled with hopes therefore his path becomes more comfortable. But the basic truth is this that after all he had to walk along the path.Seldom, An optimistic also miss his target because he is ready by heart but he couldn't put that much physical labour which is required to get on the target.Thus the infrence is that,we should be equally fit by mind and physic to achieve our target.The imbalance between anyone of the things turns into failure.

       This article reminds me my interview,Where I had to face a volley of questions on optimistic and pessimistic attitude.This will also remind you the famous story of "race between hare and tortoise".So whenever you start towards a destination keep on moving with firm determination and dedication you will definitely reach at your destination.This is a real glory of life.Try it.......................

 

This is a story of every common man who is amongst us. He is a man, who is holding the post of a team leader, to facilitate us in writing and narrating the story I name him Mr.X.Our hero, Mr.X is a team leader facing all the problems which usually a team leader faces. I'll  try to narrate one by one his story when he faces some emmotional set backs or problems.
         Today Mr.X is not normal ,since he came back from board meeting. He was sitting idle in his cabin not willing to intract with anyone. Suddenly he felt that he has to apply more force in taking breath. He was a bit frightened.           It happens with every one, when our mood changes the pace of our breathings. When we are under immense tension, we offen feel problem in taking breathings. Prof. Dr. Allen Fozal head of the deptt. of psychology of Uata university says that we can get rid of stress, if we control our breathing intake. Deep breathing is very essential part of stress management programme. In Indian yoga system "pranayam" is a process to controle our breathing system. Actually in indian life style, control over breathing is very important aspect of living. In our India, we don't name breathing air as simple air but we call it "pran vayu", it means the air which carries our "prana" or life.In our philosphy of life pranayam is diviced to control our entire  breathing system. "Pranayam" not only keeps us hale and hearty, it also helps us to focus on a particular subject,we can call it concentration............... Every morning visualise the gold with in you and take a few deep breaths and let it awaken you to the rich and abandent world with in you. Your breaths should be neither too deep nor too shallow. just breathe steadly and calmly as you can. Thus take a step in to a whole new world of inner abandence -of health, wealth and happiness. Breathing is a symphony of life try to listen it with complete focus on its musical notes. it shall be a new experience of life.Enjoy it..................................