Suppose the sun does not rise the school boy may still lumber in his slumber, the house wife may enjoy her liberty to corner her routine job in relaxing herself in spiritual rest. But the busy father may be surprised to surmise the abnormal placid morning. The milk-boy may still grope in dark to reach everybody’s door.
The newspaper-boy may be lost in the dismay of bundles of papers. The home–dog is perfect in his sentry wondering something is wrong somewhere.
The birds may be still in their nests awaiting dawn to reiterate usual life. The shopkeeper may be still in the heaps of money oscillating between the loss and profit. The vast world may not be activated sans the caressing hands of the sun Indeed a stimulus to all.
Ass. prof. of English, I have qualification in German language . I have been teaching German since 15 years, My working place is S VIVEKANANDA DEGREE COLLEGE ,NEHRU NAGAR PUTTUR (D. K.) 574203 KARANATAKA INDIA. I have learnt hindustani music also
As I see the reddish blue of this setting sun, I’m suddenly brought back to a memory, of me and Liv driving down the road. Her talking and me listening and driving towards the setting sun. I remember the colors,
I was crawling deep down the wood, Flowers of love blossomed on head, Red, yellow, blue, green leaves smile, Waiting to greet the lovely dawn for a while Looking at the bounty of burning sun Warming in his strong arms
The tears were walking along with laughter. My face was roasted. The fish-men were moving the political wheels. As the chaos was widening, the humming birds started to depart. And the seeds were catching fire from anonymous snipers. The candle
To conquer my desire, I chose to battle alone. Armed with hope, Strength and courage Holding weapons of determination and perseverance Struggled, fought till the last blood sheds But.. Lost!!!!Defeated!!! People say “Life is like licking honey off a thorn”….Yes