Writing is the Painting of the Voice - Voltaire

Let's begin, I was born and raised in a Christian family. I have been celebrating Christmas since I was born in 1994. In my childhood, am very fond of balloon* to an extent that I would stop crying immediately in any situation given a balloon. Christmas for me at that point of time was receiving a balloon from parent and be happy seeing the balloon hanging in the Church. As I reached around puberty, my wishes for Christmas change from balloon to New dress for Christmas. That sense of pride and happiness going to Church in Christmas dress is awesome. My parent despite struggling to meet the daily needs make sure that they buy us new dress for Christmas each year. As I continue to add years to my life here on earth, my attraction towards the opposite sex grew and I fell in love with a girl**. Christmas was more of a yearning to be by her sides, holdings hand and be immersed in each other. When I left home for the first time to continue my engineering, I long for Christmas t...

This post is meant for you and only you : What have you done to me, What spell have you cast on me, I could go on an age without thinking of you, I could just forgo that I even met you once I can be happy in my own world without you I could be anything without you in my life. What have you done to me, What spell have you cast on me, That I could recognize your voice at once That our little talks could set dreams in me And bring memories vividly alive in my mind That I could forget my present state. What have you done to me, What spell have you cast on me, That despite all the heartbreak and pains I would be wanting to experience more of it. In this life throughout and there after. And keep me awaiting for our next little talks. #little_stories #after_years #breakup #some_memories_that_hit_you_hard #

Stuck between conservative and liberal???? I believe in the conservation of traditional values.The benefits of modernization with traditional values.If I had to let go of my ancestors values.My identity of belongingness and of a person is lost. The values which my ancestors are willing to die for, How could I just gave up and replace with something new. Call me a feeble, orthodox and what not, I'll sure take it as a pinch of salt. I still wish for those values which are hold so dear.The level of commitment a spouse has. The belief that not everything can be bought with money and that not everything which is costly is good. Am not a saint preaching austerity but am just being real. In world where knowledge is power and given utmost importance, I long for that wisdom of old man that is nurture and gain through experience and worth more than knowledge. I long for unity and equality of all men. When selfishness overtake that human mind, I believe it's worth more giving than rec...