A PINCH OF SUCCESS....

He put in two bottles of life, for us to strive,
A crystal of family, one wants badly,
A handful of friends, our sorrow to end,
A trough of love, all above,
And then stirred the cauldron, under the bright sun.

Hours of stirring, the potion didn’t shift,
The change in no way was swift,
It yet was clear, lucid and still,
Not a drop out, did spill.

He stopped it there, to think and retrieve,
To ponder upon, what ingredient did he leave,
Spoonful of adventure, cup of exhilaration,
And then he waited for some duration.
Yet, no change, it all seemed strange,
All ingredients were right,
Still, the potion didn’t burn bright.

He sat and thought again,
Stressed his brain but all in vain,
It seemed like hours until it appeared,
The idea, which was to be cheered,
He got up, walked and in he went.
Returned, all with a pinch,
Threw it in, and saw it spin,
It bubbled and rose,
Fumes of color and beauty froze,
Merry bubbles did dance,
As swirling colors did glance.




A pinch of success was all it took,
To make the life, worthy to look,
Just a pinch was all it took,
Which did change of life, its outlook.

3G.....ShApE YoUr DeStInY!!!!

The cold wind rushed past her caressing her face, and the mild rays of the winter sun warmed her. The scenery visible was beautiful(so much green was a rarity). And yet, aloof from the shuddering of the bridge as the train crossed it, away from the call of the vendors, and far from the regular chatter of her fellow passengers, her mind had wandered miles away, and the thoughts that passed sure did bring a smile on her lips.

In some hours she would be back to her home, she could not recall her last visit. But what she could clearly recall was some words of her father. the words still rung clear as crystal in her years, she remembered the joy in his voice when after returning from a tour he sat chatting to her uncle. It was a great source of joy for him that on the airport, he came across a very good old friend, his best buddy during college times, but who could not remain in touch for long. it was really a coincidence that brought them together, it was fate, you could not fight against it. You had to let destiny decide who remains in your life and who disapears. But she knew how good it would feel to challenge destiny, she would do it.

She had not disclosed her plan to anyone, so she took a taxi and reached the place which had held so many memories. She took some time to swallow in the air around it, even the winds around had a different appeal, the noise held so much familiarity.

Stealthily she opened the gate, walked in, and without knocking went in through the back door. she knew everyone must be in the living room at this time with a cup of tea in their hands, and a newspaper spread on the table in front of her father.

She opened her luggage and with the package in her hand entered the living room. The joy that resulted could never be described in words but that which could be described was the joy on the face of her parents when she connected the call to her sister living abroad and handing them the phone. Seeing their daughter on the small screen made them feel so close to her, after all those years, she felt at home. This had eaten away a chunk of her first salary but the joy it came with could never ever compete with all the money of this world.


She sat the whole day, connecting calls to all her parents friends and relatives, from the big list she had already compiled, and looking at the joys when old bonds were retied and strengthened, great memories relived and more beautiful bonds formed.

Now, it was not destiny that would decide everything for her, but geniuses among the human species had made it possible for her to change destiny, make it function according to her will.