Hello my readers. A quick post to keep my blog active. So, I celebrated my new year in bangkok n Phuket. It was indeed a very awesome n relaxing trip because it was as per kids plan. We parents wanted beach whereas kids wanted swimming pool. So we decided to go as per kids plan. We enjoyed alot. And swimming pool was more relaxing than beach.
Hello my readers!! A very good day to all. Here I am, with yet another time-pass content. So, we all have clicked photos of clouds. Yes, I have clicked a lot. Infact my gallery has a folder which has only cloud photos. Whenever I see clouds in a mesmerizing way then I click its photo. Some people call this crazy. In fact there are memes on the internet too, that we all turned to professional photographers whenever we see clouds.
Luckily, I have an open environment view. So watching moving clouds, watching grey clouds before and after rains are hypnotizing. I have always clicked the photo before the rain starts.
So what do we do afterwards with these photographs? To be honest, I simply forget about it. Just because it’s not a memory. I uploaded all these photos to Google Photos. People who are creative, use such photographs in the background and write some quotes on it or add some songs. Well, some people get songs so easily, and in my case, I am not able to think about the song which I want. Because I am not a song- “Add story” person. Means, I do , but I post about my blogs only. I do not add stories related to clouds and add songs to it. But I never imagined that I would use this in my blog.
Sometimes, the clouds are so enchanting that I wish to play with it and sleep on it. I even wish to make snowballs out of it. I had seen this in a cartoon and I wished to do the same. Recently, I came across one video on Facebook where pilots took video of their plane flying over the thundering clouds. Since the video was in time-lap, the view was so amazing and at the same time dangerous too.
I know the science behind this creation of clouds. The water density, the condensation. But still, it feels like magic. Magic of holding the water and providing to us only for a particular period of time. Magic of creating any shape which resembles any living being. And all of the above, magic of creating the image of god. When the rays of sun passes through cloud, I always have this sentence, “This too shall pass, this is rays of hope”
Just imagine what the sky would be like without clouds??
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Hello my readers! A very good day to all. So today is Friday. So why don’t you read my blog on Friday. It’s called Friday Or Friyay. I know, I know, that I have shared this blog multiple times, almost on all Fridays. So it’s ok. read and enjoy.
Again, after a long time, I don’t have a new topic to write about. Thinking about it, I remembered my blog on blogging for my daughter. If you haven’t read that, then here it is — A blog To Write. Hence, I have decided to take this topic further. This time it’s about “My Ice Cream”.
The stick in my hand, the liquid all over my palm, few drops on my dress and then the shouting – “Naisha, how many times should I tell you, eat properly. Where is the plate?”. But Maa, I was enjoying my ice cream.
I am sure, Mom must have eaten like this only in her childhood days. I know that those days, mom didn’t wash her hands before and after eating. Then why this shouting? She must be jealous that she can’t eat like this anymore. I enjoy eating ice-cream the way I like. Sometimes mannerly (because my mom is near), sometimes mannerless (because she is not around and she doesn’t know what I do in that best time). I enjoy eating in a mannerless way a lot.
My favourite ice cream is Raspberry candy from the Havmor company. It is made of strawberries and Vanilla. Who don’t like ice cream should be punished. When my ice cream melts, I enjoy drinking it. But as per parent rule, to be more precise – Mom’s rule. I am allowed to eat ice cream during the day and that too after lunch. And only 1. Not at night time. They say, I will be sick. But No one knows how much I eat when Mom goes for a shower. Ha Ha!
Enjoy eating ice cream, the way you want to eat. Parents will shout, because they are jealous of us. So don’t worry. Enjoy!
Keeping my post short and sweet this time. Because as I said, I don’t have a topic to write on. Hope you enjoyed reading my blog on blogging for my daughter. Thanks a lot. Comments and pingbacks will be appreciated.