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Oh!It Is A Bud.

On the dais a beautiful bud ,

In yellow and red was placed,

Up on the podium with a green stalk,

Posing a preamble to the talk,

Featuring a controversial issue.

Picking the Green subject,

As the convention’s target.

The guests were put to a resolution.

Of keeping the environment in a high estimation.

Promoting an essential significance.

Elucidating the risk of carbon emissions,

The speakers gave recommendations,

To minimise the ejections,

By resorting to traditional activities ,

Proposing a valid solutions.

Most buds do blossom.

Into a beautiful flower,

Certain others do die ,

Into the damp mud.

And perish .

Most ideas get lifted ,

And are converted into ideals,

Few others sink into oblivion,

Disappear with the years,

And die.

Every thing is like a bud,

A chance to win,

Is but an opportunity.

A frightening set back,

Is but a destiny.

In success and failure,

It is more so.

In life and death,

It is most so.

Oh! It is a bud.

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A Family Meet

The theme of a meet,

Revolves round greet,

Which evolves a beat

Of a loving treat.

The concept of a meet,

Includes a feat,

Which enhances a fleet,

Of a friendly tweet.

The purpose of a meet,

Involves a heat,

Which emanates a zeal,

Of a thoughtful heal.

The promotion of a meet,

Points to a seat,

Indulging in a gregarious confluence,

Of a thriving effluence.

Meets are for a reunion,

They are not for a rebellion,

Meets are for rejuvenation

That focus on an absolute restoration.

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Think Out Of Box

Mulling and mangling the economy takes a trial ride.

Well, what is it up to?

Sitting in the midst of all chaos , the relegated decrying economy is struggling to survive.

Gold is a safe bet, call the advisors.

But how many can buy gold at this level/

Stocks showed som improvement, but not a forceful ,aggressive one.

The liquid cash is not circulated enough to bring the standard of economy to salubrious reach.

What should we do?

Work , earn, save and sleep.

The investment in gold id not physical it is all in paper.

The paper is doing the mischief.

Buy gold today for $1158/ounce.

Tomorrow sell it at $1170/ounce.

You make a clean profit of $12/ounce..without spending a dollar.

This transaction has made the genuine buyer run away from the metal.

Suspend the future trading for a few months on a trial basis ,all over the world, the markets will stabilise.

The trading on paper is akin to an imaginative artist who is capable to make the real unreal.

So that which does not happen happens.

Is this not a solution for this crisis?

Think in length .

Answer in short.

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The attitude “Born to buy ,not to sell “is a beautiful idiomatic introspection.. The concept may look like an euphoria, sound exactly like a soothing prediction.The inimical style of practice of always acquiring properties, commodities , consumer durables, dress, furniture and several other articles professes illogical epitome.

A consideration of accumulating wealth is a noteworthy achievement, but at times of emergency this fancy should yield to reality. The blind faith of withholding assets , in the expectation of sorting out the debts by borrowings , is an extermely puzzling feverish sigma.

A family , I know , saddled with extravagant liabilities, refused to part even with a small item , but indulged in setting of the debtors , by bribing the middle men ,thus ensuing the postponement of the d -day. They did diversify the attention for a specific time frame, but in the process lost mostof their valuable properties , by way of auction , by liquidation procedure, by annihilating the property to the business debtors for the debts. The whole exhaustive determination could have been saved , if they have sold one property ,

Clearing of debts , by selling unencumbered assets is not a shameful thought. Instead , it raises the image of the person manifold among the community. It earns a reputation , that he thoroughly honours his words and can be trusted for even a better forfeiture

The materials disposed can be easily acquired, once the business picks up, once the credibilty is redeemed . The name and fame which get electrocuted by misbehaviour and treacherous traits will not regain the original sheen , and the luminous lustre. A glass broken is , broken forever , it cannot be aligned once again, however much we try. So is the reputation. The calculation of wealth will go down after a sale of an asset. The valuation will diminish , but like a broken piece of wood can be mended back to its original shape by manoeuvring on its tenacity. So is the value of money.

An unrequited adherence to uncertain equations will lead to trouble, will land in fear and will shroud in defamation .

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Today -A Drab

Today is certainly a gruelling concurrence. The heat is pompous. The events lack lustre , look very ordinary and modest.The fugitive inclination is dominating my steadfast grapple of life. The intuition to flee , the thought to disappear , the intention to be elusive are directing me to a site uninhabited. I long to move asunder. I drive to take an asylum in a quiet resort.

Similar feelings seem to come on and off. I dispel it with my usual cheer and bubbling enthusiasm. But today , I wish to relinquish all my responsibilities, shirk all my ties ,disentangle from relevant performance, and pause a little before hastening to a retreat.

The murky feeling, the subdued animation, the subjected composition, and the feverish extractions compel me to take refuge in a hilly enclave away from the delirious circumspection.

Will I cover up this expedition? Will I be able to slowly fade away from the world of pretensions?Will I reach the winning pole?Will I swirl down and fall?

The articulate mind is exploring multifarious avenues. The ineffective body is deploring many anticipatory eventualities. The struggle for harmony is dis quietening the spirit. The reciprocates of expected sequence is absolutely nil. The resistance to maintain tranquility is effusive .

The percolating drab is munching the artistically built up architecture.It is shredding the finest effervescence. It is distorting the cohesive bondage. It is dissipating the modules of measurement. It decries the wrenched references. The settlement is in the anvil. I know not whether , it is for the good or bad.