LEAFLET

Love a girl who cares for the nature, who understands the debt that she owes to life and adores her life as a gift or as her greatest fortune she won in a gamble; her only devotion being to serve her creator. She being a part of the nature sprinkles in its beauty; knowing that she herself is the very definition of beauty and its delicacy, as nature itself resides in her. Being aware of the love she receives from ‘mother-nature’ she feels proud to be born into such a wonderful world filled with lots of love, affection and exquisiteness. What more does she wants?  Well, logically nothing, just the same benevolent love from nature. In return she is willing to sacrifice anything. She is always eager to give out her full attention to eradicate all the harm perpetrated to nature by the covetous beings because of their own selfish desires. She being deeply concerned about saving the nature desires to spread her voice to the world.

DESCRIPTION This particular video depicts the benevolent relationship shared between a lion named 'Christian' and two humans 'John Rendall' and  'Ace Bourke'. A bond so strong, imbued with purity, that kept   hold  of an wild animal (so called 'King of the Jungle') to the love and affection he received from the two. A bond that proved its tenacity when they were reunited again, a year later after they were parted. How do we relate such a saga to ourselves? "LOVE IS BLIND", as quoted by Shakespeare. Love is not confined, cannot be kept confined; it spreads its wings the moment someone comprehends it. Love is a divine feeling convoyed by emotions deep down someones heart; a sacred bond that schemes a trust - one blind enough, that has both the strength to protect or eradicate any harm that perpetrate near their loved ones. So why harm or leave our loved ones suffer agony, when all they do is care for

Clearer as the sky in a bright sunny day, without any blemishes; freely I roam across my heart, wondering the upbeat feelings I encountered along with the ones I embedded in my psyche, hoping them to confront reality in the near future. As if I am on a quest to find my conscience. “Will I affront it?”, or my mind will linger between the  unravelling  lines of some puzzle. Yeah, who knows? I bet that’s upon time to decide. The reason why I wander offshore the coast: might be an explanation, way too knotty to make someone else apprehend, preferentially for even me to draw sense out of it. A mystery, imbued by its complexity near impossible to wash away anyhow. Though, sometimes I have this crazy idea that, I may, to some extent have deciphered it (the puzzle of life: What is it? What defines it? And why does it intrigue me or anyone with a piquant feeling per se, one that no drug on this world can pursue?); put along the pieces of the puzzle together and made out an exemplary:

Deserted by everyone, I felt a shivering cold beneath my spine that shook the very existence of my life. As if I could ask for a fortune that could tremble my pain by resurrecting my dead soul which is deprived of love, company and feelings. HOPE is not a bad thing but depends on the factor, how you confront it. A lot of hope is bad as the same goes for a diminutive one. As being an introvert hope is the only thing I can rely on, which acts both as a friend and a foe for me. Well depression leads to hope which vanquishes both reality and your ability to think and react. It overwhelms the very existence of life. All I wish for is salvation from my phantasm life by any means, as specificity is no more a part of me. Tired of the desires and anticipations I have been engraving in my mind, hoping them to turn into reality someday. After being thrashed and torn up by the miseries of life I ended up living a dejected life, as if it seems to be the only way to cheer up