In reality, glass dominoes never work. When one goes down the rest will fall and shatter. That’s why they were kept on a high shelf, away from her two little girls. Although, when their cat walked past them, one fell forward and the rest followed.
In a huge river named GOMATHI, in Dwarka city Gujrat , birds were chirping around in the sky with a beautiful view .Devotees would come to the bridge SUDAMA SETU to throw coins in the river and pray to fulfill their wishes.
The mornings are less of water and that time, there were two girls, happily searching coins together in the river to earn few pennies ‘and share it among themselves. In order to entertain the kids and themselves too, there were a group of visitors who informed the kids that they would throw few coins in the river and the kids can take a good catch.
That was a game . The race was on who would get the maximum coins. Amazingly, the two kids who were collecting coins earlier as a team, started to fight among themselves because of the Race to earn more. Many a times…
This week Dr. Tanya has asked our opinion about this quote;
TODAY’S QUOTE:
Matt Wolfe
“There’s a lot of information out there for free, so you’ve got to figure out what makes your information different.”
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I think that, that the glut of information available on the internet is a real test for the discerning reader. Not everything that we read on the “net” is the absolute truth or even its first cousin.
How to present our information/ writing in a manner that people are attracted to it is an art. As there are millions of blogs out there, why should people choose to read your blog? The answer in my opinion lies in authenticity.
Writing what we feel and think gives genuineness to our content and people like to read that. Something that they can connect to and relate to is more likely to attract a reader.
The red illuminated sign invited travelers Come hither, here we have a place for to stay A beacon signaling refuge, safety, and a place to rest A signal for the weary to stop and break the journey Come now, won’t you stop a while?
Great response again this week in response to this image. Please click on the links to read the contributions of our lovely participants.
The beginning and the end of our lives Is the same for all, prewritten, predetermined We are born and then we all die at our fixed time There hasn’t been a different start or ending For any mortal till the human race has existed What is important, is what happens in-between How we reach from one end to the other What transpires in this journey is what’s vital Our choices, our decisions change the path we travel The destination doesn’t change but the journey does We all will die, but some will leave an indelible mark On the canvas of life, remembered for long!
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RXC;PROMPT #220
We have a quote this week as your weekly prompt.
“Life is a mountain. Your goal is to find your path, not to reach the top.”
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Alley
i am alone in this dark alley muted, my soul will be i run for refuge, no hand to hold in a crowd so huge, i can’t find my way every door bolted so tight, leaving no air to breathe i am desperate and drenched in hate why am i alone? oh, life, why have you treated me so kind yet beaten me so hard?
i can taste the void, and it blankets over me so I write to find a cure so someone might know i exist but the words don’t work that dark alley is still the only place to be muted why am i alone? oh, life, why have…