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on September 03, 2008

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Home Sweet Home

'Mid pleasures and palaces, though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home. A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home! sweet home! There's no place like home! An exile from home, splendour dazzles in vain! Oh! give me my lovely thatch'd cottage again! The birds singing gaily that came at my call, Give me them, with the peace of mind dearer than all! Home! sweet home! There's no place like home! John Howard Payne

Gone Fishing

On a Saturday morning, I visited a book sale conducted by the local library, just a few blocks away from my home. It was a pleasant and easy walk from my home. Hundreds of used books, some very old and some fairly new, on varied subjects such as Arts, Literature, Travel, History, Cooking, Fiction, Children Books, Home, Gardening etc., were on sale for a dollar and less. A huge collection of some wonderful books sold for throw away prices. On a lovely sunny day, in the outdoors, spread over a green lawn, beneath the trees and a pleasant cool breeze. A huge crowd of people, children, toddlers, all digging into the cartons of books, fishing for the best they could find. Greedily hovering over a box of books for a long time, digging ferociously, lest someone else catches the gem in the pile before they do. In the children’s section, there was a big crowd of moms and kids, sitting on the green lawn under the cool shade of the trees, with their water bottles, digging the boxes and piling u...

Fireflies

The heat brings the clouds, the clouds bring the rains, and the rains bring the fireflies. In the deepest and darkest nights a speck of light is simply beautiful. But, when there are thousands of tiny blinking lights, it is brilliant! And if you can brave the dark and step into its impounding starkness, you could happen to come across some pure magic. It seems like the entire Milky Way has descended from the sky on to the land. Here's to catching the magic while it lasts; before it burns out. Wishes are like fireflies, be one or many, when one comes true is simply beautiful and when thousands come true, it's pure magic. Can we be happy if only one wish came true? Or we wish we had a thousand and all our thousand wishes came true. Then we could experience some pure magic! 'Cause when one wish comes true, there are so many more waiting to take its place. At end of it all, it is about how much did I score. One or thousands. Do I even remember the first wish I made, that cam...

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