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I can’t wilfully fullfill my dream of becoming a writer. Why? I don’t write. Too lazy to write. Sittiing on the beanbag like a couch potato, reading silly books all day like book worm. That drives my ambitious, willing mind crazy until my mind can’t take it any longer. The mind creaks and then rusts, with no oil for it to be satisfied with. Right now, a huge crack has formed in my mind. Don’t mistake my mind for my brain, or any other physical part of me. My mind is the thinking part of me. Too sad that my body couldn’t cope with my mind. My mind was racing like a freedom found colt running aimlessly. The strength lied in where I wanted to go. I didn’t feel like going anywhere. I ran and ran. And tired from aimless running, I slumped and slacked or so I say. Ain’t I writing now?
» Posted By Abinaya On 07.02.2013 @ 5:46 pm
Is he good or bad?
Everywhere or no where?
Part of nature or being?
Mysterious force or form?
In Heaven or in Earth?
In this Universe or not?
All with different answers.
Who to believe
Is a difficult situation.
If there is a God
Why doesn’t he show us
Whether we’re his puppets
Or whether we’ve come here for a reason?
» Posted By Abinaya On 07.02.2013 @ 6:28 am
God what a mghty word. Everywhere I see the word, a sense of overpowerment rushes through me faster than an adrenaline rush. Such a sad state seeing people who don’t know where to got to, to find solace. I know a place… Singing.. My mother’s lap… A place of peace, not necessarily a temple.
» Posted By Abinaya On 07.02.2013 @ 5:42 am
Crunch… Crunch… The sound of somebody crunching on a snack woke me up. I concluded that it must be yummy. You might wonder how I came to a conclusion. I have years of experience in eating food, and when there’s yummy my nose somehow smells it and my nerves send a message to the brain. On most Sundays, I wake up to the smell of pancakes. I’m out of the bed in a second and race down the stairs to the kitchen (which doesn’t usually happen if there’s no food).
Curious to check out what the great snack was, I climbed down the stairs in a dreamy mood. The sun was rising, so I guessed it was around 6:30 in the morning. I was wondering who in my family had woken up so early in the morning just to eat breakfast, when I stopped awestrucken…
I found myself gaping at the beautiful scene my eyes were seeing through the window. I placed my dainty hands on the window sill and stared at the space that laid beyond. The dew covered leaves, rustled in the wind. The branches were swaying and dancing to the music of the wind. But all of that didn’t capture my attention..
It was a unicorn. It’s fur was as white as the snow. It’s magnificient horn glistened in the light. It’s chestnut eyes stared at me deeply as if it was searching me. It was a beauty… I opened the window, and a blast of cold air blowed on my face. My nose was running and I felt my cheeks turning red. It was bitterly cold.
The unicorn approached me and amazingly I felt warmth as he approached closer. His aura captured me and all this time my eyes were on him. I couldn’t pull myself together. I just stood there not knowing anything. My mind was frozen. Suddenly, I heard something. “Crunch..”
I closed my eyes and opened it to find myself in my cosy room. I stretched my feet and and got out of the bed. Wondering whether everything I had seen was real, I went down the stairs to find my family eating wafers at the kitchen. Surprised, I asked Mom, “Mom, why are you all here, eating breakfast so early.” “What do you you mean, Annie, it’s 8:30 and school’s at 9. You even have a spelling bee at school today at school, don’t you.” answered Mom!
» Posted By Abinaya On 05.22.2013 @ 1:55 pm
Soups. Hot, delicious, good for colds… That is the way advertisements show soups.
» Posted By Abinaya On 06.26.2012 @ 4:32 am
Seeds… They are planted to grow a whole new life. They make wonderful wonders.
Seeds are planted inside all creatures from squirrels to humans. Seeds are planted from the time of the birth. Mental seeds… That grow all their life.
» Posted By Abinaya On 06.26.2012 @ 4:30 am
Animals are adapting to all the changes that we humans make, and one major mistake we do is to destroy the environment they are living in… The place they dwell in… The place they survive in…
What do you think we make out of the place that they dwell in… We make it a place where we dwell in. Don’t you think that this isn’t fair to those living where they are supposed to?
We make homes out of others homes,
We make domes out of our cousins home.
We do everything for ourselves not knowing
That we guard them and they guard us…
We are all meant to be in a single home.
We are told to share between us,
We are told to have patience within us,
But we are cheating our siblings
By using them for our slaves.
Why did God leave mankind to rule
The wonderful home that was meant to prosper in his rule?
Why were we chosen to be the smart one?
» Posted By Abinaya On 06.24.2012 @ 5:36 am
What does “persons”exactly mean. I always think of the word “people”.
» Posted By Abinaya On 06.21.2012 @ 2:46 am
People are so different. Sometimes their strange and sometimes they are adored. Humanity was meant to be unique. Sometimes people don’t like that. They don’t want differences between them. They all want to be treated the same, and that makes sense. So why did God design humanity like that?
There is always a reason but we don’t know why…
» Posted By Abinaya On 06.20.2012 @ 2:39 pm
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we read about any passage
the whole idea about the passage
» Posted By abinaya On 02.15.2011 @ 4:23 am