2014 in Review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 11,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 4 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report. (Its a six months journey!)


All Grown Up

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All Grown Up.”

When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?

I Knew,

Being kid at heart, smart at act,

Is like signing the happiness pact!

One day,

I felt little bad, when not recognized,

I felt little sad, and not realized!

The Next day,

I stood strong,

realized my wrong!


life is like a start-up,

Yo, that’s growing up!

The Colors of Happiness

Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction.


It was evening seven and there was chill breeze in the surrounding. The New Year celebration had already began and sky was colorful with fireworks. Many people had gathered in park with families to watch the fireworks go colorful and adorn the sky. Sam, aged around 40’s was sitting in the park looking at the sky. He was alone on the bench. Just then a teenager came and sat beside him.

He started complaining about his life, restrictions and bragging about his part time job and seemed upset. He said “ Am just so upset with everything! I don’t see anything good “

There was a silence for a while and Sam replied,“Son, good lies everywhere. You just need to see it. You see what you decide to see. Look at me, I love being at park listening to people around. Am happy because I feel the happiness around me, I look at sky and feel the happiness. You should give a fresh try at looking at things. 

The teenager responded, “You might have seen everything good in life so far! 

Sam answered, “I am blind son ”. And he slowly got up and walked away with help of his stick.

The Deserving and The Desires

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Cliché.”

Clichés become clichés for a reason. Tell us about the last time a bird in the hand was worth two in the bush for you.

I was told that our desires are infinite and we do sure get what we deserve. Every things in hand looks worth two in the bush, the day we understand and pick the right equation!

“All my deserving are my desires” or “All my desires are what i deserve”.

Be Ready, All Set and Done

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Ready, Set, Done!.”

As it’s been a while since our last free-write… set a timer for ten minutes. Write without pause (and no edits!) until you’re out of time. Then, publish what you have.

Well, the first eight minutes were spent in thinking what to write and an image search (Image credits to google). Here is what i scribbled down in two minutes:

Be unconditionally READY, with all dreams SET, to get everything DONE!

Midst Every Not a Thing!

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All or Nothing?.”

“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.” — Sylvia Plath

Which do you find more dangerous: wanting nothing, or wanting everything?

not every

The ‘Thing’ street had 2 visitors. ‘Every’ and ‘No’. ‘Every’ made the street complete and ‘No’ made the street invisible. ‘Thing’ was confused on who was the friend and who was the foe, for ‘Every’ had a little ‘No’ and ‘No’ had a little ‘Every’.  ‘Thing’ decided to remain silent and leave the street walkers to pick the best!

Be Admired


Even when the sun ends the day with his set, he goes with exquisiteness. But he doesn’t take alone the credit. It’s the surrounding which adds beauty to this set.  Though sun is the same, the sunset is not the same at all spaces. Only the heart warming ones are captured and framed.

The message is clear. We need to choose the environment to be well liked and accepted.