Inter weaved together, you and I Never to be parted, you and I Through searing sunrays Through stormy dark days Walking the path of love Dreams of you consuming me Day and night Like spring surrounding me Never leaving my sight. Thoughts of you covering me With passing time Like a storyteller telling me It’s […]You and I
Never forget 3 people in life:
1.Who helped you in difficult times.
2.Who left you in difficult times.
3.Who put you in difficult times.
Now you have to come & go, Just in memories. See you too, Just in memories. We still live today In his memory. Our breath is also moving, By remembering them. Every heartbeat is also beating, From his memories. We like to burn even in the fire of pain, Just by remembering you. Waiting in […]Memories
Be a Lover, not a Fighter.
But always fight for what you Love.
A Beautiful face gets old by time.
A Perfect toned body will also change.
But a good heart will always be good.
If you want to be strong, learn to enjoy being alone.
When you wish good for others, good things come back to you.
This is the Law of Nature.
Life is very short,so break your silly egos,forgive quickly, believe slowly, love truly, laugh loudly and never avoid anything that makes you smile.
When you love someone, your heart is on rock and roll,
Like a butterfly, the heart flies to the sky
Ignore everyone’s advice.
Desires are vagabonding.
Bewildered desires remembering you all the time.
For a moment you’re near, the next moment you’re away.
But the heart loves you every moment.
Emotions are unmanageable.
When the heart started to like someone, the dreams get a new height.
Heart gets incited with the strange emotions.
The heart started to yearn for you every moment.
Never ignores a person who loves you, cares for you and misses you.
Because one day, you wake up from your sleep and realise that you lost the moon while counting the stars.
If you’ll keep patience in one moment of anger.
You’ll save yourself from hundred days of sorrow.
Buddha was asked ,”what have you gained from meditation?
He replied nothing!
However, let me tell you what I have lost: Anger,Anxiety, Depression, Insecurity, Fear of old age and death.
For me meditation means, Me + ditation = Self enrichment.
3 words better than ” I love you ” are
” I trust you “.
When you said these words to someone that means that person has earned it.
” TRUST “
While it’s harder to earn but it’s hardest to sustain it…..🌸🌸
Positive Attitude In Negative Situation–PAINS.
Don’t stress over what you can’t control.
Don’t treat people
As bad as they are,
As good as you are..🌷🌷
Living the life in different moments.
Moments of happiness,excitement,joy, moments of sadness, remorse, tiredness .
Moments of various expressions.
Life moved on the variation of expressions.
The moments passed with the passage of time.
Become memories for life.
Some memories are worth remembering.
And some are worth forgetting.
We cherished those memories, which brings smile on our face.
And we abandon those, which filled our eyes with tears.
Wishing those cherished memories, again become the moments of life.
And this Time live that moment perfectly, so no regret left.
And praying those abandoned memories never haunt me again.
Remained in the past, become the companion of past .
Cherished the good moments, live with memories.
Abandoned the bad moments, remained in the past.
………………………………by Sushma S.✍📜
Don’t ask why people keep hurting you.
Ask yourself why are you allowing?
Don’t waste your time with explanations;
People only hear what they want to hear…
A wise person can always be found alone.
A weak person can always be found in crowd.
Never lie to someone who trusts you ,
And never trust someone who lies to you..
A friend who understands your tears is much more valuable than a lot of friends who only know your smile..🍀
Pain makes you stronger.
Fear makes you braver.
Heartbreak makes you wiser.
So Thank the past for a better future..
Admired confidence in a exclusive way,
Overjoyed to hear more precisely .
Asked, how do you deliberate so well?
Such a generous knowledge replied promptly,
A little bit of my passion,
Passion with a philosophical mode,
And a long way journey of thoughts.
Delighted by this interacting.
Matching thoughts create a mutual feelings,
Sometimes frequently disappointment turned into negativity ,
Such a thought driven slightly aback,
A never formed opinion,
Creates no expectations.
Such experienced tendencies ,
Sometimes turned into nasty experiences.
Women are perceived to be understanding.
An utter amusements ,
Conjured a roaring laughter,
A true laugh with whole heartedly.
Contagious laughter started,
Time passed quickly in this togetherness.
A togetherness of mutual thoughts.
………………………………by Sushma S.✍📜
What is stress?
It’s the gap between our expectation and reality.
More the gap, more the stress.
So , expect nothing and accept everything.
Experience is the hardest kind of teacher.
It gives you the test first,
And the lessons afterward..🍀🍁🍀
He gazed at her face,
Watched her changing expressions,
Her smile like a true pearl
Happiness prevailed in the quiet surroundings,
Her whispering words,
Create the sound of tweet,
Her smile worth a fortune for him,
Her admirer increased her significance,
Everything appeared like a sweet dream,
Afraid to loose the momentum,
Made her petrified.
Her perplexed mind,
Dwelling with surging emotions.
Found sheer relief in his eyes,
That pacified moment ,
Filled her memory with refreshed moments.
His wonderful gesture,
Impressed her soul,
They take a vow,
To become each other’s partner,
For the journey of life……💞💕👫
……………………………………by Sushma S.✍📜
Control your ” Anger “,
Because it’s just
One letter away from
Companions of the night,
The moon & Stars,
Going to the another horizon,
After getting tired with variation,
Searching new morning of the Sun.
Sun, The king of the sky,
Came with his infinite light,
His courtyard sparkled ,
With his Aura.
Morning birds welcomed him,
With their melodious tweets.
Winds spread out,
The fragrance of fresh soil,
Filled the surroundings ,
With its aroma .
Before the day – spring,
And be a part of
Before the vision vanished,
In the daylight.
………………………………….by Sushma S.✍📜
Don’t change yourself ,
To win someone’s heart.
And you’ll find someone
Who likes you
For being you……..⚘
Everybody was in a big rush on that day. The day of my farewell from my father’s home after my marriage.
I felt on that day that farewell time came very early. It’s the farewell of the journey of a daughter,farewell of innocence, carelessness.
Now a new journey was going to be started on that day. A mature,sensible and responsible journey.
My father’s eye was full with tears, I still remembered he was continuously watching my mother’s photo, like he was talking to her. For him my mother was still alive in his memory. Oh..! That day was full with emotions.
My elder sister was not only preparing for my farewell but she was also packing her luggage for her own farewell. Because she had to go back to her in laws house.
My little brother( not so little )while he was taking care of my marriage arrangements, but he was also in hurry and packing his luggage to go back his hostel for his study.
The guests were also in hurry. They were not only preparing my farewell but themselves also. Because when they were packaging sweets & gift for me ,they were doing the same thing for themselves also.
While I was also crying on that day. We all knew that now my Papa had to live alone with my mom’s memories.
But whenever I remember that day I thought it was not only my farewell day but everybody’s . Whenever we siblings were gathered at Papa’s house , I asked my father why you were crying you on that day? Were you crying for me or everybody’s? Because everybody was going on that day. Well he smiled with our presence…..
Don’t trust the people ,
Who tell you,
Other people’s secrets…..
Your voice touched my soul,
Awakened my heart.
Miracle started in the heart,
It’s magic reached to me.
The untold friendship,
Made the impossible true.
As the art expressed,
The variations of the colors.
Just like that,
The friendship defined,
Blessings of the true companionship.
The bondage of two souls.
The silence of this friendship,
Turned into a poetry,
Desired to be heard…..
Believe in yourself,
When everyone else doesn’t.
When one door closes,
O! My beloved .
Your heart is an ocean for me,
And my abode is in the clouds.
It’s way is paved by love,
For you, like a rain drop.
Your appearance creates music,
For my breath.
Your words add melody,
To the music.
Felt like life is rejoicing.
Now, you & I are not different words.
Our united heart made us one.
Honoured me with your love,
Accompanied me forever with your presence.
………………………………by Sushma S.✍📜
Forget who hurt you yesterday,
but don’t forget those who love you everyday.
Forget the past that makes you cry,
And Focus on the present that make you smile.
Forget the pain,
but never the lesson you gained.
Back in the time, through the memory’s lane.
I reached to the my childhoods days.
The remembrance knows the way, to reached the childhoods track.
To memorize all the pleasing amusements , with the adolescent gang.
Through sweet and sour memories, I reached to my childhoods lane.
Ahh! What were those days too ,still those memories live inside me.
And pinch & tickle me in the present , as I went more deeper into those days.
Back in the time,through the memory’s lane.
Looks like time moved very fast.
All those moments ,spread out in my memory board.
Like snow covered the valley with white sheets.
Giving cheers to those memorable days, as it’s the remembrance of childhood .
These moments are part of the past, will live only in memory .
……………………………by Sushma S.✍📜
It’s weekend again and cooked something special for our evening snacks. It’s ‘Mathri’ ,a Wheat flour recipe & perfect combination for evening tea or coffee. Basically it’s a North Indian snacks.
Preparation time: 30 – 40 minutes
Cooking time: 15 – 20 minutes
Serving time: 5 minutes
Ingredients: wheatflour 200gm, Semolina/Rawa(grinded sooji) 100gm, gramflour (besan) 50gm, blackpepper powder 1/2 tbsp, kalonji seeds(nigella) 1 tbsp, ajwain(carom seeds) 1tbsp,cooking oil , salt according to your taste.
1. First we’ll take a big bowl for mixing all the ingredients together.
2. Now we’ll add wheat flour, semolina,gram flour, black pepper powder, salt,crush and add carom seeds & 4 tbsp cooking oil.
3. Mix all the ingredients together with your hand till well combined.
4. Now sprinkle lukewarm water slowly-slowly and knead to a stiff (tight) dough .
5. Grease your palm with cooking oil and rub it to your dough & cover it with a plate & set aside for 15 minutes. So,semolina will mix in the dough perfectly.
6. After 15 minutes gently knead the dough again for 2 minutes & take a small portion from it and shape it into a ball.
7. Now gently flatten the dough ball between your palms & pressed it’s centre a little with your finger and stick 5 to 10 kalonji seeds on it.
8. With the same process we’ll prepare our all Mathri from the dough.
9. Now hit sufficient oil in a frying pan. Drop in the prepared Mathri & keep the flame medium to low. First 3 minutes we won’t touch them & after 3 minutes will turn them with the help of a spoon. And fry it till then it becomes golden and crispy. After that we’ll remove it from the oil with the help of a strainer & keep it in the plate. With the same process we’ll fry our all Mathri.
10. Now our Mathri snacks are ready to eat. Serve it with a cup of tea or coffee. Give it to the kids with tomato ketchup.
11. We can store it for a month in the air tight jar once they have cooled to room temperature.
Enjoy your weekend evening with a cup of tea or coffee & lots of Mathri.
You can watch this recipe hindi language video from the given link:
Mistakes increase your experience.
Experience decrease your mistakes.
If you learn from your mistakes .
Others learn from your success.
Wished for the love,
That was never mine.
Trusted the loyalty,
That was never given.
Desired to be with you ,
While you were never there.
Dreamt to be a cheerful life ,
But we were never together.
Returned my serenity,
That was shattered by your deceit.
Living with the pain,
That was your memory.
Hoping for your happiness,
While you have taken mine.
…………………………….by Sushma S.✍📜
The voyagers of love,
Cover the journey together ,
Reach the destination together,
Don’t care about the Joy or sorrow,
Endure all the pain together ,
The voyagers of love……
…………………………..by Sushma S.✍📜
Mirrors are not liars.
Accept with your smile
Or regret with your tears.
As it said
Beauty lie in the eye of beholder .
But mirror told the status of the beauty.
As we grow old with ages.
Still remembered the day of my childhood,
Made weird faces in front of the mirror.
And laughed alone.
What the days those were.
Maybe he didn’t applause for my expressions !
But always available for my performance.
It was the mirror ,
Who introduced me with my carefree teenager.
Showed me first glimpse of the beauty.
Mirror was the witness of my first love’s blushes.
It was the mirror,
Introduced the different ages of life.
It was the mirror,
Who had seen my tears,my smiles.
My best companion for my expressions.
Still cleaning the mirror,
Seeing my expressions……
……………………………….by Sushma S.✍📜
When no words left to express your feelings .
When no healings work to solace your agony.
When no aid converge to reduce your sorrow.
When no admirer praised to cherish your beauty.
Still one place left for you
It’s my heart,
Which still beats for you.
…………………………………by Sushma S.✍📜
Whenever weekend started, it’s demanded to cook something different, spicy(chatpata),crispy(Kurkura). Moreover such types of snack which Will be perfect with Evening tea. And now a days IPL has started too.
So for the match lovers they just need a TV, snacks, a cup of tea or coffee.
This time I made a snack with potato & rawa(sooji).You can take rice flour instead of rawa & it’s perfect for the evening.
Preparation Time: 30 – 40 minutes
Cooking Time : 10 – 15 minutes
Serving Time : 5 minutes
INGREDIENTS: Rawa 200 gm, 5 small sized boiled potatoes, 1 tbsp chili garlic paste, 1/2 tbsp chaat masala powder, 1/4 tbsp turmeric powder, 3 tbsp corn flour, salt to taste, cooking oil.
1.First we’ll grind the rawa in a grinder & make a fine flour or if you have rice flour you can use it without grinding.
2.we’ll heat a frying pan on a medium flame. When frying pan will be heated pour 2tbsp cooking oil.
3.when cooking oil will be heated, we’ll pour 1 tbsp chili garlic paste & fry it for 1 minute on a low flame. If you don’t like spicy you can add only garlic paste.
4.After that we’ll add 150 ml water in the frying pan. Stir it well with your cooking spoon & add turmeric powder, salt and chaat masala in it. Again stir it well so there will be no lumps.
5.After that we’ll wait for the boiling, when it started to boil we’ll add grinded rawa in it & mix it well quickly. Because rawa quickly absorbed the water.
6. Now We’ll grate the boiled potatoes & add it in the frying pan and mix it well with the rawa. After mixing we’ll turn off the gas flame and put the mixture in a bowl. So,it will be cooled down quickly.
7.After that we’ll knead the mixture for 2 minutes to make a dough and now we’ll add 3tbsp corn flour and knead it till then when it will be completely mixed in the dough.
8. Now we’ll take a small portion from the dough and roll it between our palm & first give it a pencil like shape then add the both end of it & press it lightly with your finger & give it a ring like shape. With same process we’ll make rings from the dough like that as I have done.
9. Now we’ll again heat a frying pan on the medium flame and pour 100ml cooking oil into the pan. When oil will be heated slowly-slowly we’ll pour the rings in it. First one minute we won’t touch it, otherwise it can be broken .After one minute we’ll turn it & fry it till then when it becomes golden brown.When it becomes golden brown, we’ll remove it from the oil with the help of strainer. And keep it in a plate. With the same process we’ll fry our all rings.
10. Now our Rawa-potato snacks is ready for eating . We can serve it hot or cool with tomato ketchup/green chutney & a cup of tea or coffee. When it becomes cool we can store it in a air tight jar for more than one week.
Enjoy your weekend with this evening snacks & tea or coffee.
You can watch this recipe in Hindi language video from the given link:
“Never Ending wait”…..🙇♀️🧳🚍
Someone was waiting at the bus stop, while it was raining like cats & dogs. At least he wasn’t able to see the face from his window.
Because of the stormy weather, no electricity he wasn’t able to sleep. So,he went to check it again, but because of heavy rain, there was low visibility & still he couldn’t see anything clearly. This made him more perplexed. While he was lying on the bed,but continuously thinking who was there? So,he woke up again and tried to see from his binocular. And he saw that there was a girl with the luggage . But still he couldn’t see her face clearly.
Made him more curious why she was waiting there from so much long time in such a stormy night ? His mind started playing quiz with him. Who was she? Why she was alone? Why no one came for her? Did she elope from her home? His mind was filled with so many thoughts.
He continuously checked her status, the whole night. And she was always there alone. Now, it was going to be sunrise & rain had stopped too. But no one came for her,why? Such types of questions he was continuously thinking.
When he became more worried then he thought he would go there personally & ask her. He got up & took a umbrella and went to the door. But the door was stuck very badly that it wouldn’t open. He became more furious & went to near his window to call someone for help. But he became more surprised.
(No, the girl was not gone. She was still at the bus stop. She was not in his building compound. Then,what?)
Actually there were lots of police men around his building.
After seeing them he became more tensed. But still he shouted for help. But every body was in a big rush.
He tried to figure out the situation & heard some folks were gossiping that “it happened last night.” That person was going somewhere hurriedly & because of rain he didn’t see the speedy truck which hit him very badly and he died at the accidental spot .
Now, this time he wanted to know more about of the dead person . So he tried to see the dead body. But it was covered with white sheets & there was blood strains scattered. He had no courage to see any further.
So, he again started to see the girl & she was still sitting there. Suddenly he realized that someone opened his door. He went to check it & yes, it was opened. He didn’t understand who locked him inside & now who opened it? But he thought he would figure out those things later. So,at first he went downstairs and saw there were lots of people talking to each other about the incident. He also thought to inquire about the incident . But before inquiring about of anything he wanted to meet that girl. He reached the bus stop.
The girl was sleeping & her face was covered with her scarf. But he became ecstatic to see her face. So,he tried to woke her up. But suddenly his eyes were stopped on a Diary, which she was holding very tightly.
After some hesitation he grasped that Diary and started reading. The girl penned down her love story very beautifully . After reading the first page he could not stop himself to read further. He started to fall in love with her. After each turning pages his love was growing . While he was lost in her words, a paper had fallen down on the floor. He picked up & noticed that it was a folded photograph. He unfolded the photograph & Diary banged on the floor. She woke up with the sound. She saw that her Diary & the photograph were on the floor. She thought maybe be it was fallen down from her hands while she was sleeping. She collected her things & cleaned the dust on the photograph and kissed .
It was his photograph. She was waiting for him and he was just there standing with teary eyes. But it was his soul ,who was not agree to leave her alone. He was not able to fulfill his promises ,which he made before.
His deceptive mind played game with his emotions while he was not alive.
He was continuously seeing her & her never ended wait. He wanted to be with her , hold her in his arms, convey his final goodbye but………………..
This story is dedicated to all those waits which never ended & reached its destination. It continued……..
…………………………by Sushma S.✍📜🍀