Money can't buy everything~

money can buy you happiness but wonder if they can succeed in buying Love??

The spacious place and the 'tiling tiling' sound making coins, i resemble the plate as the life an the coins as the number of happiness we have~

wrinkles can be beautiful sometimes and i can assure you~

We are surviving in this world of self-interest, where we sometimes find ourselves begging for a pinch of happiness.
What is this now???
Oh Lord, come down and show some love to the people who thinks that money is everything.
Well, I am not always happy and smiling.
I do get upset and only I know how I lure for happiness.

“Happiness to me is the ‘unexpected moments’ where you have all your mouth wide opened with surprised eyes and lean to give this tight hug but couldn’t react to the moment”.

Happiness to me is the moment when you can make someone happy by handing him over a crisp note of ‘Hundred Rupees’ in his spacious plate and witness  A shocked Happy Face and says ‘Bhagyamani hos, khushi hunu’ ( the time when they bless you with luck and happiness back)

That is Happiness to me.
I walked to home with a Happy-Heart that Day.


Mashutzo Writes~

Litlle italy made me feel little happy....

i loved the every corner of the indoor....pleasant 

i realized i was in the perfect place to enjoy the overwhelming dinner and when it is italian, then it goes beyond the expectations...

it was raining and i thought it stopped but then it was raining again, watching the place around and mesmerized with the moment, i went on with the piece of napkin and the pen....

The rain is stopping but the feelings that I have within me are running fast.

Why??
Don’t know...or am I avoiding ‘The reasons’???

Watching the people pass by the zebra-crossings, I feel like walking with their steps just to know ‘how do they see the moment they have now??

Are they like me????
Thinking and always wondering about what is going around me, is that fine???

Do I deserve them at all??? Or are they just not leaving me alone??

Twinkling neon lights far across the buildings just took my attention.

I watched and kept my eyes on there as I could notice the people hopping and dancing.

Wonder how many people in there are confused of their Life???

Wonder how many people are going to realize their life is different from those of the Neon-lights.....and I wonder and  wonder..

The rain seems not to end completely as for now, and I just realized that I have to reach home before I get a call reminding ‘I am late’.

VENUE: LITTLE ITALY
DATE:5/9/2012
TIME: 8:23 PM

Mashutzo Writes.

Each morning is a New Morning..

This is a restricted place where only Armies are found on duties whether it’s late night or early morning. Just took out my phone and captured him, He knew I was capturing him from the distance.

I see the whole world out there but guess none can Witness where I stand in this huge world....
only I know, Yes I know where I stand and that's what makes it important to me to understand with the time.

Time: 6:00 am.
Date: 15th/9/2012 Saturday.

Mashutzo Writes.

caught in between the thoughts...

The laughter,

Loud noises,

Preferable music to make your mood go soothe,

The every silly and logical conversation,

The people who make you smile with the moment…

There you go,

Forgetting everything,

You go forgetting who you were minutes before,

You go stopping the doubts,

You go seeing a different person in that moment,

There you go witnessing a different You.

But…

The moment you leave that state of moment,

You find yourself in the real world where you belong,
Wrapped in that silent-room among the four walls,

You feel the Real you,
You see the Real You,

‘Real’ who was once lost few minutes ago,

All enveloped in the world of puzzled questions,

You go seeking the answers single-handedly,

You then left with only the questions.

Mashutzo Writes.