The Colours of The Kites

I went to bring milk for making tea. It is the time of severe cold in the city,  Jaipur. Our hands we have to safe in the pockets of our coat or jacket otherwise its fingers may be freeze by such a  severe weather. On the other hand all vehicles was running on the road carrying the kites. Tomorrow in the city is Jaipur Kite Festival that's why people with passion of kiting were arranging their necessary materials for it. All the kites had a different colour and shape. Really it is too enthusiasm for them who planned for it. I laid my eye site on almost every kite. They possesses a peculiar quality of colours and designs. It is the season of spring. The nature's beauty on its climax. My eyes also want to catch a colourful beauty for love and enjoy.

The colours of the kites encourage me to do something peculiar in life like that of itself. I accepted its wish and determine to do as the colours want.

Thanks


Manva Jaloree.

The Next Day

It was the second day of new year when I was going to Big Bazaar to purchase the essentials for my room. I shaw him coming towards me and he told me happy new year in a complaining way because I didn't send him greetings. Though it was fact that I didn't send any greetings to anybody on the eve of new but his expectation for greetings from me felt disappointed himself. I accepted his complaint nervously. He told me that a success man doesn't send greetings because one thinks us inferior as a result of our unemployment but an unsuccessful man can tell happy new year without blended inferiority. His word 'an unsuccessful man' hammered at my soft corner. Meanwhile this conversation we reached at a tea stoll. We sat there and sipped ginger tea.

Manva Jaloree

The Year Two Thousand Seventeen

The Year Two Thousand Seventeen 

Once upon a time there was a man who was still struggling  to get a success in his career. Meanwhile many years had gone under this process without possess any achievement. He was waiting for greetings from his nears and dears but he got nervous because no one sent him any greetings or well wishing. But his this experiment also did before the pre eve of the year Two Thousand Seventeen. 

Wishing you a Happy New Year 

Manva Jaloree.