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Maturity Has No Age

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This is a small incident which I and my mother experienced while travelling from C.S.T to Wadala and I would like to share it with all of you. One day, I and my mother, were travelling in the second class compartment of the local train. We had already got a place to sit and thankfully the train was not at all crowded as it usually is during rush hours. We boarded the train from C.S.T and had to get down at Wadala.  We were just chit-chatting when two small kids got into the compartment. One kid looked like he was from a upper middle class family in a neat school uniform, clean school shoes, neatly combed hair and a cool school bag whereas the other small boy who looked younger than the other boy, was dressed in a little shabby school uniform fitting in his thin and lanky structure, rubber slippers, oiled hair and a tattered school bag on his little shoulders. The well dressed boy was standing in the corridor of the train and jumping around here and there whereas the other small boy...
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The Old Man Down The Lane....

Sitting on my balcony I see the silent breeze sway; There moves a flight of albatross all along the bay Sipping a cuppa coffee I think of all the good times; Energizing my soul with every tinkle of the chimes My eyes fell on the roadside cobbler sitting in his small hut; Weaving and polishing shoes with all the threads and guts He was an old man in his late seventies with wrinkles on his face; He sat amidst the various shoes, brushes, polishes and lace His eyes were sunken and his body was aged; but his will to work was strong and felt caged His art of shoe making was amazing; as his fervor to make new shoes was blazing He made shoes and sandals of many colours and hues; Ranging from formal black, brown to jazzy greys, red and blues He lived all alone and worked hard all day; Tensions and worries for him were all at bay He sang sweet hymns and prayed to God in praise; Even if he earned a rupee or got a little raise He lived with simplicity and merriment; Even if his earnings were low h...
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A Rainy Evening with my Friend

It was a typical hot and a humid summer in Mumbai. It was mid June n still there were no signs of rain. The excruciating heat had made a lazy Sunday afternoon all the more boring.  The summer season had become unduly long n extremely hot and the scorching sun had made life unbearable. I sat at my window peeping outside pondering when suddenly dark clouds gathered in the sky followed by lightning n thunder. My joy knew no bounds as it was expected that it would rain soon. There was a downpour for a short while but soon after it turned into a steady rainfall. The entire atmosphere changed suddenly. The climate had become so cool n pleasant. Suddenly my friend who stays in the same building gave me a ring. Within a few minutes we decided to go out in the rains and get absolutely drenched! We kept our cell phones at home, put on a wind cheater and set out in the rain!! It was heavily raining and there were very few people on the streets. Puddles of water everywhere and the sweet smel...
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