"I want to age like sea glass. Smoothed by tides, not broken. I want the currents of life to toss me around, shake me up and leave me feeling washed clean. I want my hard edges to soften as the years pass — made not weak, but supple. I want to ride the waves, go with the flow, feel the impact of the surging tides rolling in and out.

When I am thrown against the shore and caught between the rocks and a hard place, I want to rest there until I can find the strength to do what is next. Not stuck — just waiting, pondering, feeling what it feels like to pause. And when I am ready, I will catch a wave and let it carry me along to the next place that I am supposed to be.

I want to be picked up on occasion by an unsuspected soul and carried along — just for the connection, just for the sake of appreciation and wonder. And with each encounter, new possibilities of collaboration are presented, and new ideas are born.

I want to age like sea glass so that when people see the old woman I’ll become, they’ll embrace all that I am. They’ll marvel at my exquisite nature, hold me gently in their hands and be awed by my well-earned patina. Neither flashy nor dull, just the right luster. And they’ll wonder, if just for a second, what it is exactly I am made of and how I got to be in this very here and now. And we’ll both feel lucky to realize, once again, that we have landed in that perfectly right place at that profoundly right time.

I want to age like sea glass. I want to enjoy the journey and let my preciousness be, not in spite of the impacts of life, but because of them."

Bernadette Noll

Writer, author, maker and co-founder of Slow Family Living

New Beginnings:

"For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a
beginning.."

All my life I've always come back to one thing,my need to feel free and the need to feel the breeze,the ride provides a freedom this gypsy needs,where every road is another blessed memory,

a new experience to carry inside my journey,

a sense of belonging to a familiar tribe.

 -Jess Chief Brynjulson

Ta qayamat shukr goyam kardgar-i khwish ra
Ah! gar man baz binam ru-i yar-i khwish ra
Majnun Salim Akbar

“Ah ! If could I behold the face of my beloved once more;
I would give thanks unto my God Unto the day of resurrection”

Deva Shree Ganesha..

Jwala si chalti hai aankhon mein jiske bhi dil mein tera naam hai

Parwah hi kya uska aarambh kaisa hai aur kaisa parinaam hai

Dharti ambar sitare

Uski nazare utaare

Darr bhi us se dara re

Jiski rakhwaliya re

Karta saaya tera

hey Deva Shree Ganesha
Deva Shree Ganesha
Deva Shree Ganesha
  ..

Ganapti Bappa Morya....

HAPPY GANESH CHATURTHI!!
Best wishes,
Dably

Hope is a good thing, May be the best of things. And no good thing ever dies!!
                                                                  
                                                                    "The Shawshank Redemption (1994) "

Hoping good out of Life!!
Dably

Blessings pouring in from sky..

Rain drenched rooftops, tender plants standing erect strongly, Beaming green leaves, blooming fresh flowers, thick clouded sky! I woke up to this scene of the Beautiful Earth bathed with showers all night. She looks all the more beautiful.
Colourful umbrellas, raincoats, children playing with paper boats; it all looks so magical like a fantasy.  All of a sudden my routine day seems like a beautiful painting.  
Yes,Monsoon it is..!! Blessings pouring in from sky!  Is this the season of Joy or so I feel? 

               

Galore Joy..
Happy Monsoon.
Dably

BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE..!!

It seems to be darkness sourrounded everywhere.. May be the feeling goes because of me not being well.. M missing a great deal of things.. To put it there is no spice in this life now.. I know we should always live in the present.. but i cant stop myself from thinking  of the past days.. They were.. they were.. Well words fall short here.. Its the beauty that my heart rejoices in all the wonderful ways that it can.. for.. those were the BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE.. ever cherished.. ever thoughtoff..
Every morning blossomed like a fresh flower in the spring, adding yet another color to my life..the days following which have left ever lasting frangnance that scent my memories even today..
As the cold wind blows with drizzling rain, they take me far back in my memory lane where I find myself dancing, making merry, enjoying each day to the fullest as though I had smelt the long laying future days ahead with nothing else but only the sweet memories of the past to cherish..!

All said n done ..but thats fine now.. !! I dont want to be that pesimist to stop here..! I still hope there is a far better future.. healthy.. wealthy.. which will have its own zeal.. Entheu... travelling through which I shall find a wonderland with differnt colors of my mood making the journey worth n delightfull..- Amen..