When you write something beautiful, its not just your story

Every time I read a beautiful book that truly inspires me, retains my attention and makes me think of it after I’ve once read it. I keep on thinking, imagining situations, making hypothetical situations and living an unreal yet happy life.

A book has all. It has the strength to change your mood, it can make you think differently and suddenly make you cry from within. And just after a few pages it makes you laugh like you never did before.

In short, a book can make a dream come true. A book can be a tool to make some of your best dreams possible which would otherwise be impossible. So your book, is not just your book. I really wonder, how could a few writer create their own world and make so many character in it. And every other person that reads the book remember the character. May be when two strangers meet, and they happen to have read the same book, suddenly start talking about it. So they are absolutely no strangers.

I have a great desire to write a book once in my life. When I read my own post, i really try hard to imagine does my writing has any of the writer thing?

Why am I so shy to share my story to the world?

Why do I need to be anonymous to share whats the real me?

What am I afraid of ?

So today, I call every writer out there, who come to read this post, Please share your story here. Be bold and remove that anonymous tag, because your story will bring you another life.




The passerby admirer

Those water droplets over the leaf looks so beautiful.
Shining like a diamond.
Unfortunately it is not exactly how it seems.

The leaf has refused the droplets. It’s slipping slowly.

Proud Droplets understood that it’s better to leave silently without anyone noticing. No one wants to get caught crying. So it left trying to keep a smile.
Whereas the water patch, which was lucky enough for acceptance is happy though it was mostly avoided by every passerby, as everyone was busy praising the shining Droplets.
This is how life is. Anyone smiling is not always happy. Introverts are not always alone.
We all have dreams and therefore we all will have problems. And most of the people won’t understand and that’s perfectly alright. So no matter who says what, just say to yourself, “I’m fine” and walk away with a smile.

A Homecoming

Today accidentally this lizard came inside my room. He was quite scared. Struggling to move over slippery surface. I had to move him out of my room with considerable effort.
But after coming back to his home, he was quite relaxed.



Have you ever find yourself in a situation where you desperately want that someone should come and help you. Someone who comes to rescue you when everything is so blur that you are at the verge of giving up? If yes then you must be already knowing whats the importance of helping someone.

So whenever you find someone in difficulty or scared, do help him out. The joy of homecoming is the greatest joy ever.

And most important, you have to look strong even when you are not.

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Difficulty led us to look for alternatives

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One day when I was in a hurry I got hurt my feet with a stone. I lost my temper and decided to throw it, at least for that very moment. As I bend to pick it up and throw it, I saw a small mustard plant coming out from the gap between stones. I decided not to disturb it.

But one thought continuously came in my mind. I was wondering that may be a few mustard seeds have fallen in the gap. It got water shower and fortunately day light and some air … Everything that’s needed for a seed to grow into a plant. But the seed has fallen over a rough stony surface. 

This was sounding similar to birth of a child… He may be born in a well to do family or he may be born in a starving family.

But I was shocked at the decision of this seed which decided to continue with its life cycle from the very beginning. I felt the difficulty the soft buds must have faced when it must have pushed itself up through the stones. But the mustard plant never gave up. I looked at it regularly but I couldn’t find any indication of tension , worry, tiredness or even an Idea of retreat despite such burden of constant struggle.

Days passed. Every morning when the sun transcend the sky, it’s tiny leafs would glow naturally. With every passing day of winter, small yellow flower started blooming. Despite such difficulty, the small mustard plant was successful in its effort and will to life his life and accepting every challenges.

Sometimes I feel that this could’ve only been possible because they just do what needs to be done. They don’t think too much and worry.

When you’ve even a little faith in you and you’re willing to go on with it.. then god gives you the strength and faith that’s needed. With every effort which you put in, the thought to retreat vanishes!

Finally when this plant grew to its fullest, I just loved it’s beauty ! As if All the scars vanished and just beauty was left!