Really ,we are very colourful……How so…….??Look….how we are colourful….When you were born you were pink.
When you grew up you become white.
When you are in the sun you are red.
When you are sick you are yellow.
When you are angry you are purple.
When you are shocked you are grey.
Isn’t it……sooooo….funny, huh !!!
I don’t know why I do stare at a toddler running to his father stretching his two little hands.
I’ve never tried to know why it happens to me that whenever I notice an intimate engagement of a father with his child, a thought occurs in my mind what’ll happen in case of me ? I know only one thing that my child will be my friend. “Father “, ” dad”,”papa” whatever it is, this kind of words have some touching pleasure in themselves. After his office when a father arrives home and his child hurriedly runs to enter into his lap to tell all the happening of the day and even what his mother has done with him is much more charming than a fairy tale.
I’m going to be a father after five months. From now I can feel within me some vibration which is shaking my mind. Without doubt I can boldly say that this vibration is no way less than the unknown sensation that a new mother feels.
Now I’m calling my father “papa” and how I will feel when my child will call me papa. Oh !sooooo…..exciting sensation….
This excitement ends up also a stress(?) Whether I’m sexually able to be a father or not. This new satisfaction within us gives a fulfillment of manhood and let us know that I do possess the sexual productive power. Being a father is also a huge success of human life everyone longs for.
I could not keep myself away from having the sense of this kind of great excitement even though we decided earlier not to have child before at least two years of our marriage. But, sorry…… I want to be a father now. It has been eight months of our marriage. I want to be called “papa”.
Shocked !!dying happily ? Throw away happiness.. Main thing is who wants to die ? Death is far away from happiness. But …. death is itself an art and art always carries happiness. Then why death doesnot carry happiness at all ? How to die happily ? Yeah, surly ! One can die happily unconditionally. No matter how much he is sin.
Just feel the moment when you are lying on death bed and you have only few last moments. Your relatives are crying bitterly seeing you in the mouth of death. Just feel you are trying to tell them something, but you can’t move your lips. Don’t scream now Only remember you want to die happily. Say yourself enthusiasticly “what a life was” and see the magic. At that moment you’ll totally forget death and will feel happy from your soul. Unbelievable !! Try this even once and feel the happy death.
Believe it or not…. this amazing tree gives 40 different kinds of fruits…. link….. https://youtu.be/ik3l4U_17bI
Food vending machine in Amsterdam. Try this link…. http://ceesty.com/wzJ8wq