“Age matters”, he said as he posed for the little girl who stopped to click his beautiful grandeur, and the phenomenal aura,
The experiences of life, make the charisma grow manifold, it’s humans or fauna and flora. “
Simi
Through the lens of Jayati
” He turned around and his face said it all, while the laugh embellished the glow..
No one can make a happy heart age; even if time or tide don’t cease to flow.”
Simi
Through the lens of my soldier
“She strides through the street, like an era passes by,
Her pace is poised and calm.
Embellished with the silvery hue and a canorous hum,
She leaves me spellbound, by her charm.”
Simi
Through the lens of Dr Sujay
I could leaf through each year, from her radiant face,
It was seamed with wrinkles, which revealed it all,
Rest of the story was in abysmal depth of those beautiful eyes,
From where the drops could anytime fall.
She was a beauty of yesteryears,
I heard the people say,
Nevertheless i believe, the time had enthroned her,
In its own gracefully skillful ways.
The youth and the elderly have a beautiful relation..
As if the lightning and the rainbow are together, on a vacation.
The magnificent gray has all the colors it has earned..
And the bright junior, for all the attention has yearned.
Together they make beautiful blends..
The amalgamation always leads to a charisma that never ends.
