Finding beauty

I am not a photographer and I annoy my friends to the last bit , stopping every minute anywhere, a busy market, morning/ evening walks or just in the middle of the road, to capture some really ordinary frames. I somehow find them beautiful . Sharing them with you 🙂

(PS. This is a very different kinda post

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A loner

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Nostalgic : Happy Children’s day ❤

Once again I want to return to that summer of 2005 when I was 8 years old.
Fantasizing about making my own decisions but not yet making them.
wanting to be one of the adults but not yet

ready for it.

learning and hearing about things , people and everything that’s in between because I want to and not because I have to.
Once again I want to go back to that place from where I wouldn’t be just thinking about this poem but living it.

Oh time, you are wicked!

Time is a concept so timeless, so eternal.
Yet, why sometimes I find it dull?
On some days it just speaks to me
Other, it’s just waiting to pass.
At times, I find myself wishing for ‘it’ to last,
Why does it always seems to favor the past?
But then who am I to question the endless authority of time,
for it is ‘precious’ and I am just a dime.
Time time an endless rhyme.
Its everything and nothing at the same time.
I bow to thee for it completes my rhyme in every line.
Time time an endless rhyme.

You are wicked.