New Beginnings

Byrappa:

Although no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending – Carl Bard

Photo by Raghunath BK

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Although no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending – Carl Bard

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Byrappa:

Nature does not hurry, yet everything gets accomplished – Lao Tzu

Photo by Raghunath B K

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Nature does not hurry, yet everything gets accomplished – Lao Tzu

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Comic Books Aren’t Just For Boys

Byrappa:

Wonderful. I love the kid thumbing through the comic book.

Originally posted on Life as a Single Mom:

I can remember the first time I begged my mom to buy me a box of cereal. She relentlessly told me no, but I kept on and on, until she gave in. I honestly didn’t want the cereal, it was the toy that was inside the box that I wanted. She knew I didn’t like the cereal, that was why she kept telling me no. It was also the last time I would beg for a box of cereal too, as I sat at the table with a bowl of it in front of me for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I’m not sure if they still make that particular cereal, but I hated it before I was forced to eat it – Sugar Crisp was what it was called, it had a bear on the front of the box. They also had another name for it, made by another company…

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Tiger Tiger Burning Bright

Originally posted on Iridescence :

Tiger, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies

Burnt the fire of thine eyes?

On what wings dare he aspire?

What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art

Could twist the sinews of thy heart?

And when thy heart began to beat,

What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?

In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? What dread grasp

Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,

And water’d heaven with their tears,

Did He smile His work to see?

Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

-William Blake

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A-Z Challenge: Banjo Paterson

Originally posted on viewsofpreethib:

The poem Santa Claus by Banjo Paterson. We all do believe or atleast once in our life did believe in Santa Claus. No matter where we live, which caste, religion we belong but there is something special about Santa Claus that would bring a smile on our face no matter whats our age.

So a small try to bring a smile on your face with this poem which might bring back a lot of special memories that had taken place in your life.

Santa Claus

Halt! Who goes there? The sentry’s call

Rose on the midnight air

Above the noises of the camp,

The roll of wheels, the horses’ tramp.

The challenge echoed over all–

Halt! Who goes there?

A quaint old figure clothed in white,

He bore a staff of pine,

An ivy-wreath was on his head.

‘Advance, oh friend,’ the sentry said,

Advance, for this is Christmas night,

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Alfred Tennyson

Originally posted on viewsofpreethib:

The Mermaid

I) Who would be

A mermaid fair,

Singing alone,

Combing her hair

Under the sea,

In a golden curl

With a comb of pearl,

On a throne?

II) I would be a mermaid fair;

I would sing to myself the whole of the day;

With a comb of pearl I would comb my hair;

And still as I comb’d I would sing and say,

‘Who is it loves me? who loves not me?’

I would comb my hair till my ringlets would fall

Low adown, low adown,

From under my starry sea-bud crown

Low adown and around,

And I should look like a fountain of gold

Springing alone

With a shrill inner sound

Over the throne

In the midst of the hall;

Till that great sea-snake under the sea

From his coiled sleeps in the central deeps

Would slowly trail himself sevenfold

Round the hall where I sate…

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A-to-Z Challenge Day Two: Books

Byrappa:

A nice list of books.

Originally posted on A Rushed Joke:

I’ve written before here that my life has been defined by books. I thought that I could use this post to share some of the over five hundred books I own (apart from the thousands I have read) that have meant the most to me or have impacted my life in some way. I’ve managed to whittle it down to ten books.

I apologize in advance for the low quality of the pictures. I’m not a photographer, and I only have the camera on my iPhone.

Book One: The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul by Douglas Adams

Out of all of my books, this is my favorite. It’s easily Douglas Adams’ best work, and it’s funny. To give you a hint of the writing style, I’ll quote the first line: “It can hardly be a coincidence that no language on Earth has ever produced the expression ‘As pretty as…

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