In response to the six word story challenge prompt ‘mercy ‘
” His gun powerless
Mother’s pleading won”
Sometimes Stellar Storyteller Six Word Story Challenge
A /एक ★ Single Power ★ Part -I
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A drop of water shakes hand with others,
United they give life to the mother Earth,
Forms the springs, the rivers and the ocean,
Evaporates one by one to form the clouds,
Then pour down in the form of rain,
A drop is what farmer’s hopes are pinned upon,
A drop is sigh of relief for those worried face,
It is also the reason for the loss of precious lives
( farmers suicides are the most unfortunate , and can be avoided if the Government and non-governmet agencies can help them in rain-water harvest techniques. it is not just loss for the family but to the world at large)
A drop of tear shakes hand with others,
And flows in a stream from the eyes,
Sometimes as a symbol of gratitude,
Sometimes a joy of reunion,
Sometimes as an expression of grief,
Sometimes flows without any reason,
Just to cleanse the soul.
A seed grows into mighty tree standing tall,
A grass spreads to form carpet of greens,
A seed gives a fruit delicious to eat,
A flower on barren branch gives it a lease of life.
A storm destroys everything in it’s wake,
A careless word breaks strongest bonds,
A loving gesture mends the broken hearts,
Hate is taking away thousands of innocent lives,
“PEACE” is a word which is striving to survive,
A word has the power to change the world,
So please think what you want to say after the “A”
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“Mamma, in the Meantime”: Tony Luciani’s Intimate and Playful Images of His Nonagenarian Mother
It touched my heart so deeply. The pictures does speak thousand words.
Mamma Elia, a ninety-four-year-old great-grandmother, is the subject of “Mamma, in the Meantime” – a series in which she narrates her daily experiences of living with dementia through tableaux vivants directed by her son, Tony Luciani, an Ontario-based artist. Documented over the course of three years, this dialogue between mother and son depicts the passage of years and articulates a profound sense of loss. But it manages to remain funny, even upbeat. A variety of domestic props – from ovens and skateboards to easels and binoculars – come together in shots that exude warmth and evoke affection.
“Together, we have created a collection of images and anecdotes dealing with issues surrounding the loneliness of aging and the mourning of unrealized childhood dreams,” says Tony. “After WWII, when my mother was thirteen, she had an arranged marriage to a twenty-six-year-old stranger. My mother and her husband, Giovanni, eventually emigrated from Italy…
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LOVE-Tender & Strong
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Image courtesy Artist Suman Gupta (www.sumangupta.com)
Precious is the love in all forms,
It is pure, untouched and undiluted,
It is colorless, formless and limitless,
It is fearless, selfless and boundless.
It bind the hearts and the soul,
It gives courage to move ahead,
It is strong enough to face fiery storms,
Have you ever wondered at the same time,
It is so very delicate and tender,
That it can not take the weight,
The weight of deceit or fraud,
It crushes and crumbles at once,
So please handle IT with utmost care.
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Daily prompt :Tender
Sometimes Stellar Storyteller Six Word Story Challenge
In response to this week challenge
‘Laughing eyes deceived
Pain hidden within’
Footprints-An Impression
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Footprints on the sand so deep and intense
Leaving a trail behind,
A wave comes rushing to fill up the steps
Leaving nothing behind,
Why then we repeatedly walk on edge for
Leaving nothing behind,
Even the impression of the journey is only in mind
Leaving nothing behind,
So my dear friends be grateful for forgetfulness
It leaves nothing behind.
daily prompt : Impression
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MASSI – My Mother
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Every day we thank our mothers in so many ways but today it being “Mother’s day” is a reminder for us to say it in a special way. For us (Me, my brother Sanjay, and sister (Joy) our Massi is our mother our world. Massi (mother’s sister) means like mother, but she has treated us like her own children and stood by us in each and every moment of our joys and sorrows. In today’s world it is rear to find love so selfless and so profound. No words of gratitude could express what you mean to us.
Her embracing arms are our shelter,
Her soft hands have the healing magic,
Her wisdom a guiding light in our path,
Where would we find love so pure?
It is only in her beautiful eyes.
She said you are never alone,
She said you are part of my world,
She said I am the rock you can lean on,
She said all your sorrows are mine,
She cries when we are in pain,
She Laughs when we are happy,
She said my home is yours,
Where would we find someone like her,
We thank her everyday in thousand ways,
Her being in our life is blessing of GOD,
MAA(mother) represents HIM on this earth,
But in our life HE had send two representatives,
One was our mother and other is our MASSI,
Today is a day to salute her and say Thank you,
For showering us with her unconditional love.
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‘Only Temporary is permanent ‘
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life comes full circle
‘Temporary in my view is the most relevant word which defines our existence on earth’
Blessed with the natural wisdom,
The birds make a nest,
Not for themselves to live in,
But just to bring up their offsprings,
The caves existing naturally,
The wild beings only take shelter there,
Apart from man no living being has a home,
As if they are aware of their temporary existence.
. . We in our arrogance just simply forget,
. Few years or few decades still it is limited,
. We own nothing neither the land nor the resources,
. The mad rush for possessions is worthless,
. The hate, the cheating or killings is useless,
. The king or the pauper everyone is mortal.
Daily propmt : Temporary
Apprentice of Life
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The life has a way to keep growing,
Day by day silently and continuously,
It teaches us without an syllabus,
We are neither promoted or demoted,
Nor we are time-bound in learning,
Then why once out of formal education,
We keep re-cycling what we learned,
I am an apprentice of nature till the end,
I learn to be open like the sky,
Sun teaches me warmth and light,
The streams, the rivers and the ocean,
They tell me to flow constantly ,
Each and every element is a symbolic tutor,
And the best part of this apprenticeship is,
It is limitless boundless and free for all
Daily prompt : Apprentice
Prayers-Roots of liberation
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. . Buddha-Symbol of liberation (image courtesy Joy Gupta Clay Artist)
Prayers are universal, the forms and the way of performing may be different.But the result is the same. It makes us strong and centered. Prayers are the roots on which the tree of spirituality stands strong, and it’s power is felt at the time of adversities or difficult situations. It is my personal experience that which ever road we take, all leads to one direction – THE LIBERATION.
This is a beautiful poem by Nithya Shanti which explains it all . (To know more about the Author check Facebook page Nithya Shanti)
There are talking prayers
There are listening prayers
There are prayers that petition
For certain outcomes
There are prayers that release
Attachment to all outcomes
One is a sincere call
The other is a joyful freefall
Whatever brought us here
Will also guide us home
In time we realize how
Wisdom strengthens faith
Faith strengthens wisdom
Pray any way you like
Or don’t, if it doesn’t feel right
Do whatever feels light
And liberates your worries
Like a snipped string kite
Daily prompt : Roots
In the World of Thoughts 