Paulo Coelho's enchanting novel has inspired a devoted following around the world. This story, dazzling in its powerful simplicity and inspiring wisdom, is about an Andalusian shepherd boy named Santiago who travels from his homeland in Spain to the Egyptian desert in search of a treasure buried in the Pyramids. Along the way he meets a Gypsy woman, a man who calls himself king, and an alchemist, all of whom point Santiago in the direction of his quest. No one knows what the treasure is, or if Santiago will be able to surmount the obstacles along the way. But what starts out as a journey to find worldly goods turns into a discovery of the treasure found within. Lush, evocative, and deeply humane, the story of Santiago is an eternal testament to the transforming power of our dreams and the importance of listening to our hearts.
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Saturday, October 10, 2015
What i asked for..
What i asked for
Care i always poured
Things are messy, i know
Time heal them also
What i looked for...
Subtle us for sure
Never i got as such
Bond, it loosened much
What i wished then
Bit of love to be seen
Was it a lot
Maybe, coz i never got
What i dreamt often
You never shown
Used to i get
With shattered mind set...
Care i always poured
Things are messy, i know
Time heal them also
What i looked for...
Subtle us for sure
Never i got as such
Bond, it loosened much
What i wished then
Bit of love to be seen
Was it a lot
Maybe, coz i never got
What i dreamt often
You never shown
Used to i get
With shattered mind set...
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Hankering...
I'm your spirit.
Long lost.
The one,
Chasing you.
For time,...
Really long.
To sit,
Embrace.
To climb,
Appraise.
To ask,
To chase,
Moments,
We lost.
And time,
In maze...
Long lost.
The one,
Chasing you.
For time,...
Really long.
To sit,
Embrace.
To climb,
Appraise.
To ask,
To chase,
Moments,
We lost.
And time,
In maze...
Sunday, October 4, 2015
:)
The Sweetness Of A Chocolate
Remains in The Tongue For A
Minute..!
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....
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But,
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The Sweetness Of A Person
Remains in The Heart For The Whole Life..!!
Remains in The Tongue For A
Minute..!
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....
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But,
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The Sweetness Of A Person
Remains in The Heart For The Whole Life..!!
Saturday, October 3, 2015
Born to shine..
We all have bad experiences in life but that doesn't means life stops for us. The things we do are totally our decisions. The situations we face in life are the result of our thoughts ,our actions. 
We fall apart, but from them we should learn, learn to get up, learn to face the obstacles,learn to stay strong and inspire others. We began to work but somewhere after not getting the desired result we loose hope and loose ourselves in the midst of thoughts, its for us to start a... new beginning.
We fall apart, but from them we should learn, learn to get up, learn to face the obstacles,learn to stay strong and inspire others. We began to work but somewhere after not getting the desired result we loose hope and loose ourselves in the midst of thoughts, its for us to start a... new beginning.
 Coz...We all are born to shine✨✨✨✨  😊
Thursday, October 1, 2015
Best friend..
My best friend.
Obviously, I miss her,my best
friend. Things aren't the same
but I know, nobody will ever be
able to replace her. I miss how it...
used to be. The school,our bunks,
the nicknames. Canteen fun,
stalking guys fun, birthday
fun,posing for pictures endlessly.
I miss every single damn thing,I
miss her. Her smile which used to
make up my mornings,our phone
calls, our laughs and cries. I miss
it,our bonds.
I know, it isn't the same anymore
but she's irreplaceable.
Obviously, I miss her,my best
friend. Things aren't the same
but I know, nobody will ever be
able to replace her. I miss how it...
used to be. The school,our bunks,
the nicknames. Canteen fun,
stalking guys fun, birthday
fun,posing for pictures endlessly.
I miss every single damn thing,I
miss her. Her smile which used to
make up my mornings,our phone
calls, our laughs and cries. I miss
it,our bonds.
I know, it isn't the same anymore
but she's irreplaceable.
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Honestly yes, people are afraid of themselves, at least, I think
I am. For I am afraid of my feelings. People talk about how
beautiful love is, but that’s crap, believe me. Love hurts.
Feelings are disturbing, painful and scary. They say pain is
evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re...
afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to
hide their pain. I often do that and fake a smile. But, maybe,
it's wrong.
Pain is something to carry with you wherever you go. You
feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all about how
you bear it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your
feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel
ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting yourself get
ruined by your own feelings. You might lose yourself. You
should stand up for your right to feel your pain.
I am. For I am afraid of my feelings. People talk about how
beautiful love is, but that’s crap, believe me. Love hurts.
Feelings are disturbing, painful and scary. They say pain is
evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re...
afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to
hide their pain. I often do that and fake a smile. But, maybe,
it's wrong.
Pain is something to carry with you wherever you go. You
feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all about how
you bear it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your
feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel
ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting yourself get
ruined by your own feelings. You might lose yourself. You
should stand up for your right to feel your pain.
Saturday, September 26, 2015
THAT ONE DAY
As the sun dappled
through the canopy of the blue sky
With the vibrant rays
woke the intellectual souls
We rise to fulfill our
dreams, which were lying dead in our heart
Now that we have
decided to do so, nothing can pull us apart
If we think we are
beaten, we are
If we thought we dare
not, we don’t
There is inside us all
the potential to be whatever we want to
We are a hidden
treasure of talent and we can do whatever we try to
May it be Music or
dance or modelling or theater
We will take up our
forte and try to be the best everywhere
The symphony, the
lyrics touch my heart when the chord swings
It’s my time now to
connect with the people, make them feel the rhythm divine
As the droplets of
water, drizzled through the sky
The peacocks inside the
dancers finally arise
They land on the floor
to set it ablaze
As “Dance” is the sole
thing which makes them feel alive
For a theater artist,
it’s impossible to explain the pull of this, the theater
but our souls are part of its never-ending grandeur
but our souls are part of its never-ending grandeur
It speaks to us, and
calls our name and we will always know
that this is truly home for us forever, on with the show!
that this is truly home for us forever, on with the show!
Let’s try our hands on
various knacks
Some with our sheer
dedication we can surely crack
Then we pledge to be
the ones trying things differently
And just not doing
different things
Because on our judgement day
we can proudly say
We did our level best
surpassing all the shortcomings
We knew that often the
road will be rugged and hills insurmountable
But somewhere down our
heart we knew we were capable
The chains and the
boundaries that kept us confined
Are meant to be broken today,
as we rise
All the hard work and
burning the midnight oil will come to force today
When we show the globe
who we are
We rise to let the
sleeping talent shine
As the “That one day” has
finally arrived.
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Maktub!!
Maktub" means, "it is written."  Remember that in Coehlo's novel, one writes their own destiny.
Others you meet along your path to are able to help you realize your "Personal Legend." Omens may assist you as well, but it is up to you to either act or reject each step along the path that will lead to your destiny.
Satiago will hear the word "maktub" many times during his own journey (from the King of Salem, and the crystal merchant, to name two) after he has made a crucial decision to follow his dreams.
An example of someone who failed to listen to his heart and rejected the help and omens along the way is the crystal merchant. He tells Santiago how he made conscious decisions to reject a more meaningful life. "Maktub." He too wrote his own story.
Others you meet along your path to are able to help you realize your "Personal Legend." Omens may assist you as well, but it is up to you to either act or reject each step along the path that will lead to your destiny.
Satiago will hear the word "maktub" many times during his own journey (from the King of Salem, and the crystal merchant, to name two) after he has made a crucial decision to follow his dreams.
An example of someone who failed to listen to his heart and rejected the help and omens along the way is the crystal merchant. He tells Santiago how he made conscious decisions to reject a more meaningful life. "Maktub." He too wrote his own story.
Monday, September 14, 2015
Random thought!
Sometimes it is not what we want, it is what we deserve. Life is beautiful but every beautiful thing has some flaws. Sadness, miseries, and all the feelings which makes us broken are just like the thorns of a rose plant. No matter how many thorns the rose plant has, it doesn't affect the rose to spread its beauty and fragrance. Same goes with the the cycle of life. Every day think as you wake up. Today I'm fortunate to be alive. I have a precious human life. I have a new day to accomplish or even take the initiatives to accomplish our dreams. No matter how broken you are, always remember that you always have a choice and they are either to run from the situation or to face them with full courage. I'd prefer to fight rather to quit. I'm not a coward. I'm a fighter. I will live life enthusiastically no matter how much I am hurt. I love my life. I love myself.
Friday, September 4, 2015
Birthday 2015
Every day as I wake up, I grow old. But when I grow old officially I want to be a child again. "Birthday 2015" was no less than a dream. It started at the midnight when people walked into my room with lots and lots of gifts and love which was just immeasurable. The cake for instance was the best thing. It had a superman over it. Haha! I didn't want to cut it though. The love for superman is irrevocable.But then I had to. I cut the cake and we danced like we were high. It had just started. I slept at 3 am and it was a restless night. The morning was blissful. I dressed myself like a princess. I walked in the corridors with my head held high. After attending two consecutive lectures I walked towards my class. I was in a zest of getting loads and loads of wishes from my friends.They fulfilled it. I love them. I partied hard cut a cake again. In total I had cut four cakes. I received a lot of gifts. I wasn't prepared for the love and affection they gave me. The hugs, the kisses, the smiles all were too delightful. I slept at night. I slept in peace. I love my life. I love it till infinity and beyond.
Thursday, August 20, 2015
There is always a first time.
Being a student of 2nd year, pursuing Mass Communication this is my first time in blogging. I hope to see and learn much from here. 
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