My Little Angel

Stretching her tiny little hand,

She picks up cold wet sand.

I shake my head mouthing no,

She glares right back, as a foe.

Rolling my eyes, I turn back,

Knowing her anger is just a fake.

Then I hear her tagging along,

Walking behind, humming a song.

I smile at my adorable niece,

Her face reflects absolute peace.

A perfect replica of her mother,

Her voice is as sweet as sugar.

Night and Day she always chatters,

But who said it ever bothers.

I never get bored in her presence,

This li’l angel is my life's essence.

Balance between professionalism and family

A balance between professional and family is to be maintained in every individual’s life. If one is given priority over the other, it will lead to a complete discordance in one’s life. Profession gives an individual identity and financial security while on the other hand family gives you happiness and it’s something that you look forward to after a hard day’s work. However, some people give preference to professional life over family. Doing thus causes chaos and their peacefulness is disrupted. 

Telling one to maintain a balance between the two is very easy to say but hard to follow in practical life. In today’s hitech busy life, one does not find time to spend with family. As a result, we’ve seen a number of family counselling centres coming up in the city. Nowadays, people are more inclined towards their profession rather than spending quality time with family. Families lose peace of mind because of this. And we’ve seen a lot of divorce cases as a result. To avoid this, there must be support from one’s family. If they have that, a person can easily relax and concentrate on his/her work. At the same time, one must also plan their work accordingly so that they find time to spend affectively with their family. Profession and family are like two eyes of a man. One can’t bear if either one is lost. Hence, even though it’s difficult, it is not impossible to maintain a balance between these two. If you want to have peace of mind, give importance to both.

Art By Me

Gone

I sat at the edge of a rock,

Propped up on my lap was a book.

My thoughts were hundred miles away,

I was trying hard not to think of that day.

I stared down at the memory lane,

Days filled with nothing but pain.

He used to look into my eyes,

Oh, those feelings were ever so nice.

Then he goes and breaks my heart, 

Wish we should have been miles apart.

At least then I’d be relieved of this ache,

And it’s just that my heart would never break

I wonder why him I think of even now,

When all he did was break the vow.

I stand, wiping my tear stained face,

And walk alone; my thoughts in a daze.

Things have changed, oh my love,

I know you are watching from above.

The sorrow that you caused when you died,

There is not a single day I never cried.

Your love filled arms are all I need,

I don’t know where my life will lead.

From deep within I wish you rest in peace,

And thus I go to sleep awaiting next sunrise.