i am a rock

“So have faith.
Have faith in the world, in yourself, in your wisdom, in your beauty, in your strength – you are so amazing
you don’t even know it.”

In My shoes

I Am a Rock by Simon & Garfunkel

A winter’s day
In a deep and dark
I am alone
Gazing from my window to the streets below

15942733_10155689423108761_931416887_oOn a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow
I am a rock
I am an island

15220178_10155499060958761_307063340801452007_n.jpgDon’t talk of love
But I’ve heard the words before

15966685_10155689426343761_1126368295_oIt’s sleeping in my memory
I won’t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died

15645078_10155602551498761_102882307_nIf I never loved I never would have cried
I am a rock
I am an island


I have my books
And my poetry to protect me

I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb


I touch no one and no one touches me
I am a rock
I am an island


And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries

welcome to 2017. So many promises. So many things to look forward…

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Babies Try Sour Foods For The First Time (VIDEO)

This is so cute

100.7 Star

If this doesn’t give you the biggest smile/laugh, I don’t know what will.

We’ve all put food into our mouth that we weren’t prepared for– the fact we make is inevitable and hilarious every single time.

These babies have never tried sour foods so when they go in for it (and some of these little nuggets really give it their all), their reaction is PRICELESS.

Have some fun this weekend & slide a lemon into your toddler’s food. Make sure there is a camera involved as well because those are the moments you will want to share when they are teenagers. 😉 -@KelOnAir

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and that is why i keep telling”dont grow up” … beautiful post and photograhy “Ever seen a big fluffy bed and had an instant urge to jump on it till you couldnt feel your legs no more? Did you do it? Did you JUMP? We all have our inhibitions. We cant be free if we are scared. Best are children. They are carefree, they run around when they want, say what they want, do what they want, they are free. So here’s to always being a kid.” -#akanshaa

In My shoes

Jump refers to the physical action of propelling oneself rapidly upward such that momentum causes the body to become airborne.

We all want to be free. go up. fly. get up high. JUMP, hoping that the net appears!

Ever seen a big fluffy bed and had an instant urge to jump on it till you couldnt feel your legs no more? Did you do it? Did you JUMP?

We all have our inhibitions. We cant be free if we are scared. Best are children. They are carefree, they run around when they want, say what they want, do what they want, they are free. So here’s to always being a kid.

jump14 copy 

the highlight of this post are the beautiful blingy gold oxfords. as i always say there’s no such thing as too much bling. amen.

the shoes are by runway rebel. Do check them out. they have awesome stuff!!

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In My shoes

hello one hello all

i thought a lot about what i should write about. It wasnt easy. Had a dozen of ideas but nothing felt good enough.

So i thought fine. lets make this post – just about that. Not being good enough. Everyday we are told by so many people to be a certain way, act a certain way, think a certain way etc etc. Sometimes we have to listen to them most times not. We are all rebels in our own way. We are all rebels with a cause. This cause differes from person to person. But that does not mean our cause is greater than someone else’s. what do you stand for? what is your cause?

Since i am a self proclaimed flower child lets get into the details. Wiki says It was the custom of “flower children” to wear and distribute flowers or floral-themed decorations to symbolize…

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Quote of the day


“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.” (Jack Kerouac, 1957)

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Unusual sandbox art will get the kids flocking–or running to Mom

damn this is scary



Imagine you’re a child heading to the neighborhood sandbox. You’ve been waiting all day for Mom and Dad to let you loose in the sand so you can build the castle to end all castles. You just know this one will be the best yet, with little sticks for flags and maybe even a moat. But as you approach the sandbox, you notice a huge structure looming out of the sand. A hulking, spiked shell with writhing feelers on one end

Turns out this scene might not be so far-fetched, as netizens recently took to Twitter to display the most awe-inspiring, bizarre, and downright unsettling sandbox art we’ve ever seen.

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beautiful ,so many emotions attached to red .

In My shoes

red. rogue.

anger. love. passion. vibrance. danger.  frustration. evil.

one color so many meanings. we are all like this color. we become different people in different situations. its a great thing. be a danger. be love. be angry. be rogue.

or just be the devil


blue shades have become a favorite. after all who doesnt love a bit of blues?



love the contrast red and blue creates


in my last post i said every photo tells a story. its the same with every outfit. sometimes it feels like i am a part of some movie. things just happen around me but in the end it all has a deeper meaning. or may be i am just too hopeful.

blue will always be a favourite but as picasso said ‘when i haven’t any blue, i use red’

so that’s about it.

signing off for now.

hope i inspired you to be red.


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Per request – Lyrics to “Our Bodies Move.”

“love is for those who wait ”

Awesome lyrics


Our Bodies Move aka FOR THOSE WHO WAIT”    (c) 12/1987


          Lyrics Michael Kennedy


Music by Ric Ahlers



So many people look for love and affection

Think they’re heading in the right direction.

They go searching through the heat of the night

Alone again in the morning light.


I’ve seen a lot of selfish devotion

Hopelessly lost in mixed up emotion.

Opening; then closing every door

Never know what they’re looking for.


CHORUS:    I’ve never felt a woman feel this good before.

I’ve never listened to her whispers

Or knock upon the door.

Nothing to hide, nothing to prove,

Its love that makes our bodies move.


In the beginning there were many pretenders

Holding on ‘til everyone surrenders.

Strangling the love they create.

Love is For Those Who Wait.


CHORUS:    I’ve never felt a man feel this good before.

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a little bird tweets

She had woken in a loveless society that admired nothing more than its own reflection. She had commuted dank streets for years, with her coat collar tucked protectively in the crook of her neck; masking the putrid breaths of strangers, their voices ripe with pessimism. She had died savagely at the hands of stony scavengers, in their quest for food. But, she had drawn her last breath with a smile; having observed a set of doors that had opened into a new and fragrant society.

April finished reading the last paragraph of her manuscript, placed it on the kitchen table, and looked at her Mother, who was standing at the kitchen sink, daydreaming into the garden.

“What do you think, Mother?” She asked, rotating her thumbs in her sweaty clasped hands.

Her Mother turned to face her. “I’m left wondering what the new and fragrant society was like.”

April grabbed a…

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