My name is Adit Bhatnagar and I am passionate about writing , it\'s creativity and its like meditating , it is soulful and many other creative aspects such as photography , paintings , cooking also attract me , I am artist and it is an involving and indulging field , I like music also . Life with out art is lifeless and it\'s like dead is living.
Birds chirruping , mist and fog in the air , bees sucking nectar from the buds or the flowers , which are newly blossom , freshness in the air , scene of calmness away from worldly affairs . A nostalgia & the moment to capture
Silence , no noise , everything so peaceful and calming , though there is some strangeness but it is soothing , unaware , is something hidden in the closet of future or nature is in the quest of some adventure .
The story is about nature and it's depth versatility , it's amazing creations and attractive creativity , fascinating characters and their attributes with so much volatility. It's interesting and mysterious description
Stillness , though actions within the thoughts , strangeness but there is contemplation , there is difference and distance but still there is interference , an attention and consideration , a fear and an unexplainable pleasure .
An observation , the desirability , a reason to fall in love , an intervened sphere or the word of choices or something just for satisfying cravings and the dreams to relish and cherish , the moments of enjoyment and an exclusive possession and a cute obsession. I own the means and the whims is the destiny , it creates the destination or the shore.
The story is about an evening which is full of mysticism and suspense , when suddenly a lady was thinking about to commit suicide and all the people there gather around her and ask her , she narrate her story of separation from her husband and child sickness , but at last everything got fine , this incident happen on a bridge from where the lady decided to jump in the river.
A havoc has surrounded everyone , fierce lighting and the frightening thunderstorm , what could be a possible way to escape except for worshipping or remembering the immortal or the eternal , the creator or the god.
Eyes are waiting for the days , when the mirror reflect the ways to calm down the buzz within the inner maze , instead of the lifeless image in front of my eyes which is visible but the reality is unaware or hidden , my luck is a stranger to me and to the known I am unknown , though the dreams is to fly but my wishes not let the roots die and keep me alive.
Attributes with pleasures , a sense of thankfulness and the astonishment of exquisite resources , the talents bestowed upon or endowed with to make or create Surprises accompanied by the wisdom.
Nature is not just wonderful but also very vast , beyond the imagination of everyone, one of its amazing creation is the Ocean , which symbolises the unpredictable attributes of the creator , the Ocean is the epitome of mystery and magic , it is beautiful as well as dangerous , like the nature.
Fly , I to the sky , high , so high , glowing and shinning bright , like sun in the sky , glory , feeling breath , I take sigh, the relief , the freedom , I realize , the victory , I am endowed with, I felt the bliss , I touch the wonder , no dark of the prison , only glittering stars in the night , I fly.
Captivating , magnetic and flamboyant , what else or what can be a description for colours , a feeling of sighting rainbow after pleasing rain , similarly , the charismatic effects of festivals in our monotonous life, everything is filled with energy , enthusiasm and colourfulness , what else one could wish for . Festive colours spreads cheerfulness and create smiley faces .