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The Story Of An Untold Paradise Kandarpur: Summers - Go Fish !

    The temperatures were rising, maybe a 100 to a 120 fahrenheit, the expression across the state of Odisha was that, "It's Hot !", while somewhere around 11.8 miles from Cuttack, things were looking otherwise for this one house out of 150 other houses. The reason wasn't good food, or great air conditioner, nor great entertainment gadgets, the reason was the experience of a lifetime.    For my Ajja ( Mom's father), what made him chirpier than usual were his kids and grand kids around his ranch during summer, the ranch, that he had built as a dream, thinking that some day in future, all his kids will stay there and would have enough room for additional innovations, if necessary. ( The things parents do for love..)   My Ajja was always an early riser since the days of his engineering education tenure, to when he joined the Indian Railways and served as a lead engineer for around 40-50 years of his entire career. (Respect to that level of dedication) To be honest, y

Smile

You look great..
Be atrocious..
You are fate.
Your kindness..
Is outrageous.
Your fear..
Is courageous.
Smile..
For you soaked stains.
Be spacious..
For you absorb emptiness.
Be ridiculous..
When it comes to love.
Be gracious..
When it comes to loose.
Be harmful..
To unknown malice.
Be plentiful..
For the need of little to suffice.
Smile..
For you took frown away.
Be numb..
For being stupid is all you have.
Be ardent..
To a stranger’s grasp..
Be addictive.
To a friendly wasp.
Play your role..
Capture drama through grieve in control.
Travel places..
With a staunchy soul.
Things that scare..
Can dig out the flair.
Do look back..
But don’t wait in queue.
End the chase ..
If there’s nothing new.
Smile..
For you can..
Always get started.
But get retracted..
Like fresh drops of dew.
As you hold the wet sand making it fly..
Between your fingers..
As they try..
Embracing the breeze..
Water squishing your toe..
While waves resonate appease.
Echoing your friends than foe.
For you were still there..
As they preferred to go.
And that’s what counts.
Over poignant sigh..
That goes mounting high..
Smile.
As your spirit..
Defeats every lie.
Constantly hiding that you cry..
Failing to comply abruptly.
But always got up to defy.
Starting all over..

As those eyes glare at me bravely.

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