Step into my tiny shoes,Father!

Step into my tiny shoes, Father! | Palladium beach, Goa, India

Step into my tiny shoes,Father!
And let's make a team to beat others.
I know you don't like playing games!
But just for this once, step in with me,

And let's us show the others.
That how good we're as a team!
That how you complete me!
That how you defend me!
And that how you love me!

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The life of a coconut!

The life of a coconut | Gangasagar, Kolkata, West Bengal, India

Look at my fragile body and you'll see that I have lived my life and now lying alone for a peaceful end.Life was quite different when I was up there along with my mates, the view we used to get from there of the beach and the sea was actually a treat to our eyes. But somehow it all ended! Someone plucked me from my home (tree) and took me to a place, where I never belonged. Later he sold me to someone, who kept me for days and then one day when he saw my faded body, he threw me to the place where it all started (my home i.e. tree). And this is how it all ended! And this is why I'm lying here alone!





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A stranger in our midst..

A stranger in our midst | Gangasagar, Kolkata, West Bengal, India

I feel alone when I see people enjoying their lives. In the crowd of millions, no-one bothers to notice me. Even though I'm a part of this society, why I always feel that I'm an unaccepted entity for this mean world. We all share same belief in God, but still people see me as an impostor, because I wear inappropriate clothes and have trident in my hand. I belong to the same community, but still, I feel alone and neglected. But, what you don't know is that. there is someone who always sees me and blesses me, and that someone never prejudices against me. Someone whom we all follow, but always ignore his teachings. Someone whom we call "God" .




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