Sunday 31 August 2014

Cry Of a Lady

      Once in a green morning of summer, I wander in Forest-bug,a small place of countryside. Suddenly,I notice the arrival of a flock of crows beside a small cottage.


     While following them,I hear hue and cry of a lady. She cries loudly and a child looks at her strangely.




      I guess she mourns over some one’s death.Tears fall drop by drop and disappear quickly.

    Similarly,people die and we forget them in course of time.We express our agonies, feelings and sorrows for few times and times make us forget our dear and near one.Provably it’s the order of nature.

     However,life is a shadow of painting. We can paint according to our wishes.

    Good paintings(noble task)sustain million years in million heart


   But bad one spots the life and fade away through the crowed. 

Broken Family

                                                      

      Join family breaks up and new form of new clear family accelerates with the passage of time.City-dwellers prefer to individualism and self-center.They become materialistic and feel bored of rural guest.Parents are busy in their own fields.Children are lonely at their home.Servant takes care of them.

      The bond of human relationship has fallen apart.
The affection of grand parents is replacing in museum.
Children are eliminated from family rituals,norms and practices.Consequently,when they grow old and become mature,they neglect the kingship of their parents.