Poems & Short Stories

Standing near the garden, she heard someone call out her name twice She came to her senses and saw her child sigh Little layers of dust surrounded the porch She thought it was none other than her man’s shoes Searching, looking for him she ran and stood near the window Seeing empty porch, she hid her face under the pillow Streams of tears danced on her cheeks, slowly wiped her child with her tiny fingers Rains lashed the city with her muddy stench, But she cannot forget those 5 years and what happened that day at her garden’s bench He  was holding a diamond ring with bouquet of roses Ready to propose her, and they took snaps with many poses All was a dream which gave her an ache and rosy memories But her child was the only purpose which would erase her agonies Slowly she pulled her face up to see her life Hugging her with full of joy she smiled and was determined to live her life

The key to everything is patience. You get the chicken by hatching the egg, not by smashing it open.   Arnold Glasgow, American humorist. Patience. Taking it slow. In today’s life, one has totally forgotten these things.  Many of us struggle with impatience. At times, even I do. But this leads to many lifestyle diseases which is taking rounds in the city.  One should know that getting impatient would not solve any problem; instead it deteriorates one’s health. It raises our stress level, causes physical harm to our bodies and further damage relationships. It’s very difficult to concentrate on one thing at a time or focus vanishes when we become impatient. A disturbed mind leads to impatient actions. More importantly stress leads to impatience which further leads to stress. Like a circle, it never stops and there is no end point. At the length, it takes us to the dangerous zone. What we don’t know is impatience slows down the process and leads to constant worry. In that process