Wandering With Words

Random musings of a reckless soul.

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Read!

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“Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall”

-Roald Dahl

Read the full poem http:// m.poemhunter.com/poem/television/


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The Gift of Love.

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In the caverns of each soul,

Different talents wait to grow.

Each one has been given to lift,

One of the special gifts.

Some have the gift of verse,

Some are blessed with brevity,

Music, beauty, athletics and dance,

Innovation, imagination, luck and chance.

Some get the gift of strength ,

Some get the power of healing.

Some with the power of endurance,

And some have the gift of intelligence. 

But there’s one that’s very rare,

And needs to be shared,

Of all the gifts, it stays above

And that, my friend 

Is the Gift of Love. 


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Thanks Mr. Watterson!

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The other day, I was randomly reading my own blog posts ( pretty conceited, eh? I know! 😛 ) But then, that’s how I realised that I have never, never ever, proclaimed my love for Calvin and Hobbes on this blog!

I have been a huge fan of the strip for so long now, that I know that if I ever meet Bill Watterson, I would definitely hug him – while shrieking uncontrollably with joy,of course – and thank him for bringing so much of laughter and delight and wisdom in so many lives. 

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Thanks Thanks Thanks Thanks! 😀


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“A teardrop on the cheek of time.”

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Because I was bored. And because I wanted to attempt this since many days.

Here’s how I would introduce Taj Mahal to someone (probably an alien) who doesn’t know The Taj Mahal.

Taj Mahal means “Crown Palace”. It was built by the fifth Mughal emperor, Shah Jahan in 1631 in memory of his second wife, Mumtaz Mahal, a Muslim Persian princess.
When Mumtaz Mahal was still alive, she extracted four promises from the emperor: first, that he build the Taj; second, that he should marry again; third, that he be kind to their children; and fourth, that he visit the tomb on her death anniversary.
He kept the first and second promises.
So exquisite is the workmanship that the Taj has been described as
“having been designed by giants and finished by jewellers”.

Different people have different views of the Taj but it would be enough to say that the Taj has a
life of its own. As an architectural masterpiece, nothing could be added or subtracted from it.