Materialistic World We Live In


The world that we live in is the same across different centuries and different civilizations. It’s Materialistic’.

People these days rarely care about the real and raw emotions. The relationships and bonding are characterized by materialism and money. People shower love with all those branded and costly materials.

There is one extreme, where people fight for broken pieces of bread to kill hunger. And there is another extreme, where people fight for pre-ordering iPhones to boast about their social status.

Materialistic World – Photo Courtesy: https://www.flickr.com/photos/70323761@N00/3918355676/

There are people who hide their love within and speak through silence and their eyes. And there are people who share their bedtime love stories and fights on Facebook and Twitter to flood social media.

There are also people who share a slice of bread happily and live their life in harmony. And there are also people who help the helpless and live their life unconditionally.

Yet life balances this parallel world of materialism and humanity. Life goes on…

  • Anoop © People and Hearts

Motion of living


Anoop:

Reblogged… It moved me…

Originally posted on Peace, love and patchouli:

Moving forward
This world a wave pushing me
In and out
Riptide tugging here then there
I float to escape into the horizon
To chart the course
Originally followed.
The sun shines like razors
Flashing into eyes
Blinding illumination
Reflected off of life
And into the soul
With clarity.
I reach out for land
Hands and knees pulling myself towards higher ground
Need to see the whole of it all
Not just one grain of sand
Under my nail.
The perfect shell tumbles along
Caught in the froth of a wave,
Gifts from the sea rolling
Come, see about me it calls
As legs move it along just out of reach.
I follow along the tiny prints digging into earth
Leaving zigzag marks as it skitters along,
It leads me to the grass
And I climb the dune to battered fences
And there before me a hundred perfect shells,
Shades…

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Inspire A Person – Light Up the Atmosphere


Inspire A Person - Light Up the Atmosphere - Anoop @People and Hearts
Inspire A Person – Light Up the Atmosphere
- Anoop @People and Hearts

It’s not a hard thing to do. Speak to a person, inspire that person to do something great. Make that person to feel positive, light up the atmosphere surrounding that person.

Inspire and breathe fire…

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My Eyes Admired Her Raining Smile Silently


Smile -  Photo Courtesy: https://www.flickr.com/photos/rippo/231053722
Smile – Photo Courtesy: https://www.flickr.com/photos/rippo/231053722

When my wandering mind and cloudy eyes were searching for focus,

Flew the bubbly butterfly by spreading its green and pink wings,

Following her elegant footsteps like a crawling infant,

Standing on the slippery green grass to see her sipping coffee,

Turning my oscillating head towards her to see her speak,

Praying for the moistened breeze to blow to make her look at my eyes,

Smiled the serene butterfly at my dreamy eyes,

Then my eyes admired her raining smile silently…

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And Then There Were None – Spot On


And Then There Were None - Image Courtesy - Wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/And_Then_There_Were_None
And Then There Were None – Image Courtesy – Wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/And_Then_There_Were_None

When you hold the masterpiece of Agatha Christie‘s And Then There Were None, you feel the thrill and suspense at its peak. ‘And Then There Were None‘ is  unarguably the world’s best-selling mystery novel with 100 million sales recorded so far.

Christie has pulled this off in style, where the identity of the murderer is the toughest foil to crack. Clean narration and writing brings the story come alive in the most unexpected way.

If you haven’t yet read ‘And Then There Were None‘, grab the book from the stores immediately.

Agatha Christie rolls the dice in her own trademark style of suspense and twists. A compelling read!

- Anoop © People and Hearts

Fireflies Glowing in the Rain


Anoop:

Fireflies Glowing in the Rain

Originally posted on People and Hearts:

Rain days

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Fireflies 2 (Photo credit: ShutterSparks)

When the umbrella couldn’t contain the rain,

People ran towards metal shelter.

When the rains lashed at the moving vehicles,

The roads imitated the City of Venice.

When the rains made the candles to glow,

The wicked lighting whipped its prowess.

When the winds blew out the candles,

I watched the fireflies glowing in the rain.

- Anoop © People and Hearts

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Paper Boat Sailing with Butterflies


I envisioned a childish dream,
Paper boat wading through rivers,
Menacing breeze moving the paper boat forward,
Ripples portraying rainbows in front of the paper boat,
Butterflies flying on top of the rainbows,
Small fishes jumping through the dreamy rainbows,
Magic taking shape as the paper boat sailed with butterflies and rainbows…

  • Anoop @People and Hearts

Pathways that Hold Memories Intact


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Pathways that Hold Memories Intact, Photo Credits : Anoop @People and Hearts

The pathways that we walked on years ago, had something to share to the numb eyes. The vision of the eyes were eager to learn the secrets of the pathways.

Time changed from days to months and then to years. But the pathways weren’t guilty for the changes taking place. The pathways stood there standstill with the changing times and changing people.

The pathways are like a haunting song that clings on to people’s hearts. The pathways hypnotize people who fall prey to the song. In the end, the eyes start to visualize a dream known as the memories.

The pathways that hold memories intact…

  • Anoop @People and Hearts

Winds of Change are Essential


When the world around us is changing, we find it unacceptable. Our heart cannot take it easily at the first place. There is an uncertainty that looms around each of us.

In such situations, there is nothing much we could do. But to accept the reality and grind the truth without a denial.

Time is the only healer who could fix any change. Let the time find its own pace to settle things out.

Be prepared and let the winds of change hit us hard. The impact could change us for the better. Winds of change are essential!

  • Anoop
    People and Hearts

The Night Sings with the Breeze


Lying and looking at the rainy clouds,
The night was hearing the echoes of silence,
Hiding behind the gloomy clouds,
The moon was playing hide-and-seek.

Passing though the moistened trees,
The breeze came caressing the lonely night,
Looking at the skies devoid of the moonlight,
The silent night was singing with the lingering breeze.

-Anoop

©People and Hearts

Madness has its Selling Point


There is always one idea that changes lives, perception, science, technology, relationships and people. The nucleus of that idea is driven by a sheer madness.

Madness is an extreme state of passion, creativity, instinct and boldness combined together. Madness can make the idea work like a charm.

Great minds from the history books were driven by some sort of madness through out their lives. Madness is essential!

Believe in the madness of your heart. There will be a moment for this madness to click and make the idea work. When the idea works, there you have the selling point for your madness.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Embracing the Innocence of a Sister


Childhood days are always memorable as these days are decorated with innocence and laughter. Let’s take a look an eight-year-old boy who has a pleasant moment to share to the world.

Here is a little boy who went to the park every evening with his friends. He played there everyday even if it rained heavily. Fun is a rainbow of happiness when we look it through the eyes of children. But that happiness is always complete when we have a company to share it with.

One cloudy evening, the boy went to the park in search of that rainbow of happiness. But he found none. His friends were not present in the park. Thanks to the villain in disguise, the rain! His friends’ parents were not permitting them to play outside. However, this little one had narrowly escaped from his mother’s orders and reached the park silently.

The park was empty as he was standing alone.

Rain was pouring hard. The boy sat under a tree by keeping his hands on his chin. The witch dressed in the form of ‘loneliness’ was about to swallow him.

Just then…

“Hey brother, why are you sad”, came a voice from the other side of the tree.

There was a bubbly and innocent girl who appeared like an angel from the meadows. She was also caught in the middle of the rain just like the little boy.

“I want to play in the rain. Can you join me brother”, she said.

“Yes sis, I would like to”, said the eight-year-old boy.

Innocence has taken birth in the form of this angel from the meadows. They have never met each other before. But there was a bond of friendship that they shared. They played in the rain like the butterflies flying around the bloomed flowers.

Some relationships are special just like this. Embracing the innocence of a sister and a friend.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Take Chances, Lose and Find Yourself


Falling down and getting up is a process that we have been doing throughout our life. Sometimes to know better about ourselves, it is essentisal to lose ourselves, which is all part of the evolution.

Of course, it takes time for us to realize the reality. But when you find yourself through the smoke gathered in life, you will feel a difference.

Take chances, lose yourself and find yourself…

  • Anoop © People and Hearts

Rhythmic Rain


 

Rhythmic Rain Photo Courtesy: Anoop – ©People and Hearts

Reaching the ears was the rhythmic sound of raindrops,
That awakens the sleeping minds,
Getting into the groove of percussion,
The rhythmic rain sprinkles life to the greenery.

  • Anoop
    © People and Hearts

Look Into My Eyes


Look Into My Eyes Photo Courtesy: Anoop ©People and Hearts

Look into my eyes like you are visualizing the dream of a rainbow,
Fall into my arms like the waves hitting the shore,
Kiss my lips like the ice cream melting on the strawberries,
Love me like the dew rolling on the morning leaves,
Look into my eyes….

  • Anoop
    © People and Hearts

The Lost Letters


Originally posted on From my mind to your eyes:

   Its nails whisper through the edge of the envelope with a sigh like the rustling of leaves. The paper is old. Stale. It crinkles. The words weep, black on yellowing blotches. A mockery of the tears they were meant to produce.

   But the letter never made it to the addressee. Instead it floated through hands of wind until it ended up here, one amongst thousands, and all of them waiting, desperate to embed themselves within the heart of the intended and make their eyes bleed as the letters do now.

   The edges of the paper have begun to blacken as the words scream outwards in an attempt to be heard. But no one will come and claim them. There is no one to ease the pain of the emotions trapped within the walls of white.

   So It was born. Born of the longing of unread letters. It…

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Tree Sketching the Shy Sky


Tree Sketching the Shy Sky. Photo Credits: Anoop © People and Hearts

 

The tree turned an artist surprisingly,
Asking the shy sky to emote,
She, the sky, lowered her eyelids shyly,
As the waiting tree sketched the shy sky.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

She is a Raining Memory


She is a Raining Memory. Photo Credits: Anoop © People and Hearts

I saw her lying on the busy pathway,
Nobody noticed her beauty,
She was feeling cold and alone amidst the crowd,

I stopped myself for a moment,
She was lying there and looking at me,
I took her and held her lightly,

Capturing her smile through the digital eye,
She turned evergreen and nostalgic,
For the years to come as a raining memory…

Anoop
© People and Hearts

Breathing the Passionate Madness – NaPoWriMo


Thoughts driven by madness and wild imagination is what my mind breathes,

My heart is the receptor of this addictive craziness,

And my writings are the creations of this passionate madness…

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Following and Capturing My Twin – Shadow


Following and Capturing My Twin – Shadow  – Photo Credits: Anoop © People and Hearts

    Slowing down my foot steps,
    Positioning myself against a metallic rod,
    I was following him, my twin – shadow,
    I was watching him closely like never before,
    I was going to capture him with my camera,
    While he was blindly imitating me.

    He, my twin – shadow, stood there in front of me,
    Lights falling on me during the night made him darker,
    I smiled so that I could make him smile for the photo,
    Only then I knew, he, my twin – shadow, could never smile,
    While he was blindly imitating me.

    I captured his unassuming posture,
    Into the photo album of time,
    He, my twin – shadow, wasn’t smiling,
    Although, I stood there smiling at my twin – shadow,
    While he was blindly imitating me.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

The Doped and Drunken Wind


Anoop:

Reblogging for NaPoWriMo

Originally posted on People and Hearts:

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I resemble the doped wind,
Clueless about my direction,
I waver like the doped wind,
Wobbling my thoughts randomly.

I laugh madly like the drunken wind,
Visualizing the dual dazed worlds,
I dance like the drunken wind,
With my own foolish dance moves.

I blink my eyes like the doped wind,
Looking at the full moon in awe,
I open my lips shakily like the drunken wind,
Talking to the alluring full moon unknowingly.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Related Article  – Prairie Wind – http://notesbymohit.wordpress.com/2014/01/15/there-and-back-again/

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Passion – NaPoWriMo


Passion, the burning desire the heart craves for,
Passion, the ultimate happiness the heart enjoys,
Passion, the utmost dedication the heart gives for,
Passion, the tiresome efforts the heart delivers for,
Passion, the artistic recognition the heart hopes for,
Passion, the unmaterialistic love the heart lives for,
Passion, the raw emotions that invoke life to the heart,
Passion, the unending reason that the heart could die for….

- Anoop
©People and Hearts

Confident Enough to Sport a New Look?


Lately, a new look or style would have caught your attention. You think that this style will suit you and you really want to give it a try.

But you hold back by thinking what others will think about you. Will they laugh at you?

Don’t bother about others! If you feel that this look suits you and you are confident enough to carry it off. Just relax!

Take in a breath of fresh air and with ooze of confidence sport whichever hairstyle or look you like. Don’t worry. You can carry it off in style.

Only, ‘Attitude’ matters!

- Anoop
People and Hearts

The Doped and Drunken Wind


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I resemble the doped wind,
Clueless about my direction,
I waver like the doped wind,
Wobbling my thoughts randomly.

I laugh madly like the drunken wind,
Visualizing the dual dazed worlds,
I dance like the drunken wind,
With my own foolish dance moves.

I blink my eyes like the doped wind,
Looking at the full moon in awe,
I open my lips shakily like the drunken wind,
Talking to the alluring full moon unknowingly.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

 

Related Article  – Prairie Wind – http://notesbymohit.wordpress.com/2014/01/15/there-and-back-again/

Following the Time


Following the Time Photo Credits - Edu Cesar (https://www.flickr.com/photos/educesar/2088810201/in/photostream/)
Following the Time
Photo Credits – Edu Cesar (https://www.flickr.com/photos/educesar/2088810201/in/photostream/)

It happens to most people throughout their lives and there is no escaping from it. The strings of such a moments are controlled by the ‘Time‘. Here, the time reigns superior than the human beings.

In these type of moments, you tend to wonder what had happened to you. The world surrounding you seems to drift apart. You are down, lost, confused and helpless. Your life is not under your control as you begin to understand it lately.

You would have given your best efforts and remained true to yourself and others. You would have wished for something good but unfortunately time had something different for you in store.  All your efforts have been fruitless. You feel that your heart is not able to accept it.

In such difficult times, your close ones would not be standing by your side. The people whom you loved would have moved away from you. You would feel that loneliness is overshadowing your once active life. There will be frustration deep down in your heart.

Despite all these hardships, you make efforts to move on and indulge in activities that help to give a diversion to your mind. As you anchor a new path and as times change, you realize that there is a new light appearing at the end of the dark tunnel. You understand that the crumbled world is giving shape to a new world to live in. You find new goals to work for and new wishes to hope for. You meet new people. And the vibe around you and your life has changed completely.

Lately, you understand that your life is much better now.  Your dear ones would have started to believe in you. Life would have changed for now, even though the change was a slow one. Thanks to the ‘Time’!

When you take a moment to look back at the things that happened yesterday. You realize that the past had a reason for the present life. Everything that happened was for a reason. All the broken pieces from your past have found a perfect place to fit in your present life. You feel that life is even more beautiful than ever.

You understand the power of the ‘Time‘. What you had done so far was following theTime‘. Finally, the ‘Time‘ has taken you to a new world.

Following the Time…

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Hugging the Tree and Listening to its Heartbeats – Nature Awareness Campaign


Hugging the tree and listening to its heartbeats.
Photo Credits: http://www.flickr.com/photos/knowuh/2640255565/

When I was a kid, I came running to you,
My heart said that you are not a mere tree,
So I hugged you like my best friend,
I placed my ears on your chest,
I started to feel that you too have a life,
I began to listen to your heartbeats,
I understood your feelings,
You said to me that I must protect you.

Even after years, I still come running to you,
With the childish innocence intact,
I still hug you like my best friend,
I still place my ears on your chest,
I still feel that you too have a life,
I still listen to your heartbeats,
You are here with me as ever before,
I’ve kept my promise that I gave you,
I’m still protecting you like my best friend.

 Save Trees and Save Nature…

This post is written to create an awareness among people to save trees and nature. Let this childish innocence pave the way for saving trees and nature.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

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‘Plant trees to stop flooding’

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My survey analysis

How beautiful the world looks with these trees

Reflections


Reflections
Reflections – Photo Credits: cosmin ban (http://www.flickr.com/photos/25678286@N07/2507619931/)

You don’t need a mirror to reflect. Reflections are here, there, everywhere and forever. Reflections are omnipresent!

Reflections have their own colors and layers that define different moods. Reflections are complex!

People reflect happiness with their smile. Couples reflect love with their eyes.  Reflections are captivating!

Your words reflect what your mind thinks. Your thoughts are the powerful reflections of what you feel about yourself, others and life. Reflections are self-driven!

Memories are the reflections of your past that you treasure and detest.  Reflections are infectious!

Reflections emerge even from a pool of water.

What you see or believe  is not always true. So watch closely. Reflections are deceptive!

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Purple Shaded Sky Turned Drowsy


Anoop:

When bottled up emotions burst onto the colorless wall,

Originally posted on People and Hearts:

Purple Sky Turned Drowsy
Purple Sky Turned Drowsy (Photo Credits: Anoop © People and Hearts)

When bottled up emotions burst onto the colorless wall,
Eyes perceived the change of colors on the wall.
When the scattered emotions was born as a cocktail of colors,
Heart recognized the lost shades of each color.

When tears rolled from the defeated eyes,
The defenseless wall portrayed a purple shaded sky,
When the hands touched the feeble wall,
The purple shaded sky turned drowsy.

- Anoop
©People and Hearts

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Purple Shaded Sky Turned Drowsy


Purple Sky Turned Drowsy
Purple Sky Turned Drowsy (Photo Credits: Anoop © People and Hearts)

When bottled up emotions burst onto the colorless wall,
Eyes perceived the change of colors on the wall.
When the scattered emotions was born as a cocktail of colors,
Heart recognized the lost shades of each color.

When tears rolled from the defeated eyes,
The defenseless wall portrayed a purple shaded sky,
When the hands touched the feeble wall,
The purple shaded sky turned drowsy.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Morning Hopes


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With every newborn mornings, there are some new hopes that arrive from our hearts. We wish to kick start this lovely day with a pinch of optimism.

So people get up from your bed and try these simple ways to make yourself and the people around you happy.

  • Listen to good music and hum a bit.
  • Look at yourself in d mirror and smile. Tell yourself that you are awesome.
  • Look at the sky, greenery and birds.
  • Smile at the people you know and greet them.
  • Forget whatever happened yesterday.
  • Try to do a workout early in the morning.
  • Make someone smile.
  • And there are many other ways that you can try to remain happy.

Every new morning is like a budding flower. Live it and have a great day!

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Listen to Your Heart – It Never Lies


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Stop running hard and spare a little time for yourself. There is someone who wants to speak to you. The person is none other than your heart.

Listen to what it is telling you. People can lie to you but not your heart. It knows you better than anyone else in this world. Stop fooling around!

Before it’s too late, listen to that trustable force who beats for you. Follow what it says by keeping your hand on your chest.

Your heart speaks the truth and knows what is good for you. The bottom line is that

Follow your Heart!

- Anoop
People and Hearts

Interesting Notes on A R Rahman – Reblogged


Reblogging this lovely article http://rahmaniac.wordpress.com/biography/in-loving-memory-of-master-r-k-shekhar/from the source blog (http://rahmaniac.com/) – previously known as http://rahmaniac.wordpress.com.

Credits for the author Farzad Khaleel for sharing us these valuable details about Rahman.

Here is the article about A R Rahman. It shares some interesting insights about A R Rahman.

http://rahmaniac.wordpress.com/biography/in-loving-memory-of-master-r-k-shekhar/


Solitude – An Artist’s Best Companion to Create Magic


The Mona Lisa, by Leonardo da Vinci. (Photo Credit: Wikipedia)
The Mona Lisa, by Leonardo da Vinci. (Photo Credit: Wikipedia)

There some people who love to be in solitude. They wish that they could spend some quality time being alone.

They are called the Artists, who create magic with the rainbows through the ordinary grey shades of life in solitude.

We the ‘artists’ include writers, painters, musicians, singers and many more. We give life to the thing we do with passion. We give our best shot when we are left in solitude. Creativity takes birth here, when we are ourselves in solitude.

The magic of our passions are read by you as the words that the writers create in solitude.

The magic of our passions are heard by you as the music that the musicians create in solitude.

The magic of our passions are seen by you as the paintings that the artists create in solitude. 

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Agatha Christie’s Peril at End House – Predictable


Peril at End House
Peril at End House (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Taking a look at Agatha Christie‘s work - Peril at End House, published in 1932, this time. The story did not make an impression that it was supposed to do.

Christie employs the Belgian detective - Hercule Poirot as the central character for the story. Accompanying Poirot, Arthur Hastings returns to the picture playing his role well.

Mademoiselle ‘Nick’ is in danger, as she had survived three narrow escapes from death. Poirot takes up his detective role into the case with the use of his usual ‘little grey cells’.  How the story unfolds from there is up to the reader to take care of. Interestingly, Poirot fumbles but makes up in the end with clear head.

Narration by the author has its great flow till the end. But Christie fails to match the suspense and unpredictability seen in her other works. The reader is able to judge the accused even before the first-half of the story.

Not the best from the stable of Agatha Christie but deserves a mention for its clean narration.

Peril at End House –  a predictable peril in the end!

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Looking at the World from the Clouds


Looking at the World from the Clouds Photo Source: Wikipedia
Looking at the World from the Clouds
Photo Credit: Wikipedia

Here I’m sitting on top of the moving clouds. They – the clouds are like a cushion making me comfortable. The music of Anberlin’s Innocent passes through my ears like sea waves.

When I look down at the earth from here, there is no better scenic beauty other than this. The whistling sound of the wind made the music even soothing. Waving my hands at the clouds moving in the opposite direction, I scooped up the chill snow from them. I felt the chill as I held the snow in my hands.

Again, my attention was turning towards the earth. The blue oceans down there was inviting me for a swimming session. I rose up and in one moment of boldness, I decided to go for it. Taking a deep breath to the bottom of my lungs, I jumped, hoping to hit the blue oceans. The winds were hitting me as hard as they could. My eyes were feeling the force of the moving winds. I was about to hit the waters in a few seconds.

Rushed the blue waters on my head. The rush was so intense that it produced electricity and obviously a tremendous shock.  

I opened my eyes to see myself lying in the bed. ‘Where am I?’, I murmured.

‘Get up and go for work idiot. You will wake up only when I pour water on you’, my mom shouted.

Yes, it was the blue waters that hit me. But not the waters from the Blue oceans, instead, the waters from the water tank of my house.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Related Music – Anberlin – Innocent (Vital)

Final Moments of Mystery


Final Moments of Mystery
Final Moments of Mystery

Every mystery has a conclusion and the ultimate revelation. The mystery surrounding this stranger is about to break out.

Finally he meets this mystery lady again after three months. But this was something unexpected. The long absence of the stranger made him to fancy that the lady has vanished. But to his surprise, the lady is standing near to him.

When he met her this time, there was a complete silence in his heart. He stood standstill observing the lady like before.

She appeared different from the last meeting, probably, a makeover of her looks. When he watched her silently with his head tilting towards her, there was a cautious glance from the lady. She noticed him like a cop on patrol. He felt the shiver in his body instantly.

The bus arrived to disturb the silent mind game that was taking place. The lady boarded the bus in no time. But he did not move from his place. His heart was pushing him to go after her and to board the same bus. He was in no hurry and decided that the time has not come for following her.

The lady disappeared as usual and he went about doing his routine work. Back at his home, he was thinking what has to be done next. The silence and the mystery surrounding the lady was bottling him up. He wants to bring an end to this mystery once and for all.

So the day has come, he arrives at the meeting place on time. The silence will take shape as words, as he is going to speak to her. The months of silence and mystery will be unfolded now…

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

Article Chronology – 1.  My Mystery Lady

    2. When the Stranger Entered the Heart

    3. Knowing Nothing About the Next Moment

    4. The First Sign of Arrival

    5. Hiding Behind the Whispering Tree

    6. When Eyes Speak – Poem 18

Taking a Break to Return Afresh


Following a daily routine of work and activities for a month without a break makes people bored and tired. They lose interest in what they are doing as it becomes mechanical. So to fix this issue, they need to take a break.

Take a break to return afresh

While taking a break, people should make sure that they do those things that make them happy and feel relaxed. Staying away from the usual activities will be a good idea. Trying to get involved in new activities and hobbies could be a real stress buster. In that way, people are not only easing themselves but also finding new interests and hobbies. Here are a few activities that people could give a try:

  • Talk to people and interact more
  • Find a silent place and spend time for yourself alone
  • Play with kids
  • Find new music and listen to good music
  • Spend time for reading either books or from online
  • Sleep well
  • Explore places in your town or city
  • Try new foods and recipes
  • Eat chocolates
  • Eat healthy food and go for shopping
  • Hit the gym or do workouts
  • Play outdoor games
  • Go out and take photos
  • Go trekking
  • Enjoy the nature
  • Watch the moonlight
  • Sing songs that you love
  • Anything that people are comfortable doing and staying happy

The duration of the break could be hours or days. Whatever is the duration of the break. When you feel better and the mind is fresh, then return back to the routine activities.

It is always good to take a break. It gives people a clear and cool mind to start things again afresh.

- Anoop
© People and Hearts

 

When the Evening Sun Seduced Him


When the evening sun seduced him
When the evening sun seduced him. (Photo Credits – Binu Vijayan)

He came running like a drunken crab erasing the footmarks left by wandering people at the beach. The sands took the shape of an island that was destroyed by a man-made tsunami. He was the creator of this act of destruction.

After running hurriedly, he stopped at the seashore as the inviting waves hit his face. He was on his knees in no time. Unbuttoning his shirts, he looked at the feminine sun. The evening sun was too tempting for him for which he couldn’t resist it.

There was an undefinable beauty in the evening sun who was about to close her eyes in minutes. The evening sun seduced him to unbutton his shirts and look at her in awe.

"Here I'm waiting for you", he said.

- Anoop
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When the Stranger Entered the Heart


There was only one thing that connected him with the stranger. It is the mystery. Yes, it is the mystery that the stranger showered him at the very first sight.

He searches for the stranger whenever he comes to that place. He looks around the surroundings and at all the people. He spends extra time waiting to see the stranger who has hypnotized him. But he leaves the place disappointed. The stranger is not to be seen in that place again.

He thinks about the stranger from days to nights. He has no clue about the stranger’s identity or whereabouts. He has met the stranger only on five occasions but that was more than enough to make an impact in his heart.

What is the reason for his attachment to a complete stranger to whom he has never spoken to? He has no answers for this question. But he knows one thing…

The stranger has entered his heart.

He wants to know the reason for this instant connection with the stranger. He is waiting and he wants to unravel the mystery surrounding his stranger. He will unravel the mystery soon.

- Anoop
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At Coffeehouse with Solitude


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At Coffeehouse with Solitude (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

He travels, he watches movies, he goes shopping, he walks, he explores, he plays and he goes to the coffeehouse. But he does all these activities alone in solitude.

He finds peace in solitude.

He is in love with solitude.

He talks to himself in solitude.

He is in harmony with solitude.

He walks by holding the hands of solitude.

He is at the coffeehouse with solitude.

- Anoop

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Song of the Pregnant Lady


It is tough to live a life like this woman. Carrying a child on her left arm and an unborn child, the lady is singing.

She sings for a living. She sings for feeding her unborn child. She sings for feeding her another child. She sings for feeding herself and her husband. Yes! She is pregnant!

She is tired. The rushing sound of the moving train is overshadowing her song. Amidst all these difficulties, she sings and makes a living. The song describes the pain and struggle she endures.

It is tough being a woman. She earns respect.

The song of the pregnant lady…

- Anoop

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Rubbing Hands in the Cold, Singing and Howling


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That one moment when you don’t not care about people and time but you want to cut loose. That one moment when you are rubbing your slippery hands in the cold and singing your favorite song. That one moment when you are just being yourself. 

It is here that you feel the idea of getting wild and crazy is nearing. Your adrenaline levels are pumping up and you feel the cold weather. You jump around and attempt your own share of dance moves. You throw all the stuffs you find into different directions of the earth.

You open the bottle of water and pour it on your head. You start howling at the dogs. Finally you stop everything suddenly.

Now you say this to yourself,

‘I felt good’.

- Anoop

© People and Hearts

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Everyone has Something to Hide – Fiction


The Murder of Roger Ackroyd
The Murder of Roger Ackroyd (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
‘Everyone concerned in them has something to hide’, said Hercule Poirot.

Agatha Christie has pulled out a clean thriller in ‘The Murder of Roger Ackroyd‘, which gets better and better as the story goes forward. The author earns a special praise for writing a complex story that has numerous characters and subplots.

The beauty of the story is that every character is doubted as the murderer. This is very well complimented by Hercule Poirot with his stand that ‘Everyone concerned in them has something to hide’.

The book falls under the league of classic detective mystery fiction and has great narration by Christie. Two characters steal the show in their own different styles – Hercule Poirot and Dr. Sheppard. Poirot sticks to his little old grey cells and Sheppard plays the perfect foil for the mystery. Everyone has something to hide, true enough!

Hercule Poirot explains how it all happened
Hercule Poirot explains how it all happened (Photo credit: elena-lu)

The story’s end haunted me for hours. It is indeed one of Christie’s masterpiece. 

- Anoop

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Pink Floyd Songs for a Rainbow Life


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Pink Floyd has become a part of my daily life. My day definitely begins with a Pink Floyd song and so I rise. My night ends with a Pink Floyd song.

Whatever the situation, whatever the type of emotions, whatever the mindset, there is always a Pink Floyd song to the rescue. These days, I breathe Pink Floyd. I have started to look life through a Pink Floyd song, just like its prism and light.

The combination of a Pink Floyd song, night and a mild breeze is heaven. There is no better feeling than that. A rainbow and a Pink Floyd song are so similar in every aspect. There is love, hate, lust, misery, aggression, passion, bitterness, revenge, sadness, thrill, mystery and anything on earth in Pink Floyd songs.

If I could say that Pink Floyd is my love, I wouldn’t deny it.

Pink Floyd songs are for a Rainbow Life.

- Anoop
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A.R. Rahman’s Thiruda Thiruda – 20 Years Down the Lane


Twenty years ago, in the month of October, India witnessed a revolution in Indian Music through the launch of A.R Rahman’s album Thiruda Thiruda.

Thiruda Thiruda
Thiruda Thiruda (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As a six-year old in 1993, I was stunned to hear a song – Konjam Nilavu, played on the Radio. I’ve never heard such a kind of song in the Indian music sphere. The song was very unique. From the techno beats, high-pitch singing, singer, everything was new for me at least. A R Rahman had cast a magic spell with this song.

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 A R Rahman changed the way people viewed Indian Music with Thiruda Thiruda. The album has a cult fan following ever since its release. The album included six songs of different genre and each one was a classic. This was the beginning that Indian Music was waiting for. Splendid music combined with innovation was the hallmark of this album. I became a hardcore fan of A R Rahman after hearing Thiruda Thiruda’s music.

Here is a review of the music album – Music Review of Thiruda Thiruda.

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Indian composer A.R. Rahman (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

After 20 years, the album takes a revisit. To purchase the album, hit iTunes - Thiruda Thiruda – iTunes and Thiruda Thiruda – iTunes India.

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- Anoop

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Shinedown- Call Me


Anoop:

A ‘Shinedown’ Classic from ‘The Sound of Madness’

Originally posted on SFoxWriting's Blog:

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This is one of my favourite songs by shinedown , written by the lead singer for his friend who could deal with the breakup with his wife. Truely lovely how he gets his friends feelings down . Please share this with your friends using the buttons below the article.

“Call Me”

Wrap me in a bolt of lightning
Send me on my way still smiling
Maybe that’s the way I should go,
Straight into the mouth of the unknown
I left the spare key on the table
Never really thought I’d be able to say
I merely visit on the weekends
I lost my whole life and a dear friend

I’ve said it so many times
I would change my ways
No, nevermind
God knows I’ve tried

[Chorus]
Call me a sinner, call me a saint
Tell me it’s over I’ll still love you the same
Call me your favorite…

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