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Treasure of Hopes on you-(Cricket fever)

A  huge hug of Hope    to you dear Indian team and loads of prayers    for you. Today all I want to say is,                       A   Big ALL THE BEST    to Our Indian team.       Dear defending Indian team, our hopes on you are sky-high and we know you will definitely turn our hopes into *VICTORY* .                        In this post I don’t want to pen lengthy paragraphs but be prepared to read unlimited expression of my heart after the victory. Yes! I'm going write lengthy paragraphs after victory…….  okay? ;-)   okay !!           I hope like in 1983 and 2011 we will rock on the ground. Defiantly you will stand up for  *VICTORY* . Oh my God! You already own the toss and took batting!        ...

A Love letter to my Loving Dad and Mom

Today I'm going to write a letter huh....yeah! a love letter to my loving Dad and Mom …through this……I want to express my love and gratitude towards them, they are my Mentors……they are my world. At this starting moment only I got tears of love in my eyes and I know, tears may roll down on my cheeks till I finish this letter (umm.....*true*)……. * Loving Dad and Mom ,                               God’s choicest blessing on me is you. There is no words to describe what you meant to me but today I want to write some words, that will partly satisfies my wish  to express my love towards you.                 I'm very blessed to have myself in your lovable hands, the right place for me.. You both are having been my strength and support since my first breath on this earth  and through the every bit of  my life.  You treated me ...

Old age Home maybe your next Home

[I know the title might confuse you a bit until you get to the ending part of the story.] These are the words from a grieved heart, which could not bear the pain after listening to the story of a Grandma. When I randomly going through social networking site I read this story and felt like……. *shrugs*                   Every time when I start to pen down here, I always choose to be very waggish but today  I'm  continuing with a straight sort of face. The story goes like this,                 A woman, who gave her entire life to brought up her son. She went through so many hurdles and gave him the best position in this society. Now, she was leading her life very happily, under the roof of her son’s house.  One day, she was playing with her grand children; her son sat near to her couch and has been waiting to s...