Millions drops of tears flow together,
Pain, agony, frustration come out with its roar…
Joins two border s thousand miles apart,
Just like two hearts living lonely in two different parts !!
Deep inside keeps its treasures,
Just like a smile covers…
The happiness of a person, which on face hardly appears.
Brings cool breeze with its waves,
Leaves a layer of sands
To draw those feeling which lies deep inside
without canvas or brush!
Welcomes everyone washing their feet,
Let everyone to swim through it,
While increasing their heartbeats.
Does not come in the way of sun and its guests,
Let them open half of their dress,
And peacefully rest.
“Beauty attracts!!” … It’s a universal truth for all men. But when this attraction ends up with a man raping a girl… it hurts. It not only hurts the victim, it also hurts us humans and our society. It makes us men being ashamed of behavior of those few people who belong to our gender.
But then like one billion people of my country, I too can’t do much about this whole issue. I do not like to walk with a candle light in my hands or a banner having “Real men do not rape” written on it. I feel like these are all pointless drama. I feel like these are ways of letting your frustration to come out without expecting any outcome. I hope every man knows that it’s not right to rape somebody. If I have to honestly share my thought then I would say, “Real men do not rape, they let girls to rape them”. I know what I said sounds bit cheap, but it’s what I feel. And I also do not think a soul never rest in peace if thousands of people walk on street holding a candle in their hands until the justice for her is pending.
But why am I saying all these? Do not have anything better to share here or I want to show my concern for the opposite gender!! Honestly, I am not sure about the answer.
Every day, when I turn the pages of the news paper, I come to know that one more rape in my country. What defers is the age and name of the victim. And it also does not signify that, number of rape cases in India is- “365 cases in 365 days”. I think the number is in multiples. It’s just that the media does not like to sound repetitive just like an author of a book stays away from using the same words again and again to make it salable.
Somehow I’ve started avoiding all these news until I came across a news headline today which was, “Engineering students design lingerie to protect women from sexual attacks”.
I was like, “what the fu**!! Do not these people have anything better to design?” But after all these people tried in their own way to come up with a solution which is feasible.. but I doubt how much is it accessible.
Few weeks earlier, a five-year girl got raped by a man. Then a four-year girl died after someone performed that horrific act on her. And there have been so many similar cases. So I do not think just a garment can protect a gender from the devil act of another gender. In a country where food, medical facilities or some other basic necessities are not accessible in most of the interior parts till now, how could we accept that people living there can access this garment to protect their integrity?
The lingerie is designed in such a way that, “the offender would receive 82 electric shocks and the GPS in it would also alert the exact location to police and intimate one pre-set family member.”
If this planet having billions of people, thousands of gods, hundreds of holy books could not, then I do not think those 82 shocks would be good enough to stop those men who dare to go against the moral values and humanity.
Seeing all these, I do realize that, “yes science has reached to the next level for sure just like the global temperature; but it worries me seeing how we humans are constantly losing that humanity and responsibility of being the most wonderful creatures in this planet with each passing day just like the icebergs melting in Antarctica area.”
The great American author, Isaac Asimov once quoted, “The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.” Is not it true!!I do not think, the job of science is- to develop lingerie to protect women from few men; I believe, it’s the job of us human including both men and women to use science as a tool to protect this planet from destruction.
While reading that article, I came to know, “The team’s innovation has already won them the Gandhian Young Technological Innovation awards.” I am sure, even Mahatma Gandhi’s soul must be feeling ashamed of us that at last we have to come up with such an idea of a garmentto protect women. I am not sure if there would be a day, when we have to come up with an idea of a lingerie to protect whole humanity from those devils in human skins whose numbers is increasing every second, every minute, everyday!!
I am not sure if science is also going to allow all those men who feel they are good enough to rape someone… to come up with a shock-proof condom!!
When everything in life seems pointless,
Be it failure, pain, gain or success.
When nothing makes you happy and you start smiling less,
Come to my place,
I will be waiting for you…
With open arms…
Not to make fun of you or to ask few questions new
But to help you in rediscovering yourself
While taking away from you all your bitterness and stress.
I will be holding your hand just to make you feel safe,
And try my best to keep you away from,
Ache, hurt, sting, twinge and tenderness…
I will not lie and say that now I’ve grown up,
Just to prove you wrong…
as you used to believe I lacked maturity in my past tense,
I will not sound arrogant while proving my intelligence,
I still remember how much it hurts you to hear God has gifted you with something less.
But believe me,
When I say….
I will hold you tight in my arms and make you feel loved, appreciated and important.
It does not mean that I’ve solved the mystery of life,
and learned how to spread smiles.
It’s just because you are the one who once helped me in experiencing,
“Life does not always offer a second chance to mend a heart”…
When it breaks…
When this beautiful planet, covers its belongings including us humans with a blanket having dark shades of grey and a bluish light radiating from it … when the sun slides down from east to west while playing hide & seek with us, when the birds start singing with the rhythm of silence of the night, when that part of world where few people like me live turned off that light of that dancing sun and lights up that bed lamp in form of a moon and plays tunes with wind that touches me here and there… and tells a story in my ears while entering my room through that half-open window glass. I realize it’s the time I can meet someone whom I can never meet in those crowded streets, in that brightness of day light.
Yes it’s the night I am talking about… when tired bodies of us humans rest in peace and allows our mind to hibernate for a while. It’s the time when majority of us prefers to close our eyes… and to dream, kiss and make love in that darkness which our close eyes surrounds us with.
It’s only then I open the other half of my window to let that cool breeze bring all the freshness inside my room with it. It’s only then I allow my soul to dance with that tune of silence … to sing with those birds, those frogs without even knowing the lyrics. It’s only then I try to fall in love with that empty street that lies alone in front of my eyes; it’s only then I try to fall in love with the coldness of that dew drop dissolving in my hand and making it wet. It’s when I fall in love with everything that nature offers us and I believe all of them have souls inside them… which are untouchable, unspeakable.
It’s only time, when I find “myself” in me. It is the time I ask that myself in me, “Who am I really? Am I that man with arrogance, anger just like the whole world sees in me or am I that caring, nice, honest person whom I see in me!!” “Do I need to make others happy or do I need to make myself happy?”
Every night I meet “myself” in that darkness of night, far away from that crowd, which I have to be part of every morning when the Sun again returns to my place from yours and again takes away the “myself” away from “me”.
The next day when the sun moves dancing over my head… I smile looking at the sky and realize that if ”myself” could not stay with me all the time … then its’ that “I” who have to walk this journey called life all alone.
I again smile looking at that innocent little girl walking with her mother holding her hands and start walking towards my destination. I turn my face to offer that smile to an old man crossing the road, to a traffic police busy with his job, to a beautiful girl whom I have just seen for the first time now and can be my life partner or may be not….
“I” and that “Smile” on my face walk until again that darkness of night, that silence of street, that moonlight, that empty field, that sky filled with stars again allow me to meet “myself” and ask all those question which I’ve sought answers since past so many years of my life.
Take care -
Have that “I” in you ever met that “myself” in you? If yes, then what were the question you’ve asked him/her?
“Life is pretty simple: You do some stuff. Most fails. Some works. You do more of what works. If it works big, others quickly copy it. Then you do something else. The trick is the doing something else.” -Leonardo da Vinci
I always try to find answer to the question “what is life?” But I fail to solve this mystery. My approach towards life is very simple. I believe life is very simple; we humans make it complicated by our desires. So, why make life a complex one, by knowing that we can keep it simple? I am not sure whether this attitude will make me successful in life or not; but I can guarantee you this attitude will always keep me happy.
“All the great things are simple, and many can be expressed in a single word: freedom, justice, honor, duty, mercy, hope.” – Winston Churchill
Life’s biggest happiness lies in small and simple things. Nothing in life can give you more happiness then seeing the smile on your child’s face. Nothing in life can increase your confidence more than your wife or girlfriend’s belief in you. No one can love you more than your mother. No one can make you feel safer than your father. No one can make you feel more important than your children. These are few people, who collectively define a person’s life.
We all want to make this world a beautiful and much better place to live in; but have we ever thought that if we make our home and its surrounding beautiful; then the world will automatically be more beautiful? If we share the love we are giving to our own children with someone else’s children; then the world will be a much better place to live in. We want to own a big house; but can we guarantee that we can fill it with happiness, peace, and joy? No we can’t, as money can’t buy these things. So why make things complicated by increasing our demands from life? In a home, the number of bedrooms hardly matters, what matters most is, “We must make that thread of love which binds us all a much stronger one.” By doing so, a small home will look more beautiful than the home of our dreams. We must realize that a building or a structure becomes a home only when the people that stay in it remain connected with the bond of love, peace, and togetherness.
We always hurt ourselves by judging others, by expecting something from others. But is it necessary and warranted to judge someone else? We are not God, so how can we differentiate between good and bad? So instead of analyzing someone else, it’s better to check our compatibility with that person and move on. Every individual has his own way of living, with his own ideas, beliefs, and thoughts to live with. Why make things complex by trying to change that person?
We all want to stay happy in our lives; we all want to feel good in whatever moment we are living, we all want to smell the peace each time we breathe. And in order to make someone feel special, we try to give that person an expensive gift. But are these gifts really capable of making someone feel special? No. The best way to make someone happy and feel special is to give the gift of a smile.
“We shall never know all the good that a simple smile can do.” – Mother Teresa
We all think we are the most intelligent creatures in this world, as we are blessed with a intelligent mind. But does the mind offer an correct solution to every question of life; does the mind show us the correct path in life every time? I do not think so. The mind can sometimes be wrong; but the heart never misleads. So why do we make decisions in life difficult by prioritizing what the mind decides rather than giving importance yo what the heart feels?
So let’s not make life too complicated by dreaming too big, by hoping too much, by expecting the unexpected, and by ignoring the small things where happiness lies. Let’s make it simple by getting the basics rights, by welcoming whatever life brings us rather than getting disappointed, and by learning from failure. Let’s spread the love and smile; let’s value relationships and celebrate those small achievements life throws at us.
“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.” – Ashley Smith
If you think, “I don’t like my job,” “I have not got enough money,” “I can’t find my perfect partner,” “I can’t pay my bills,” “I think I’m coming down with something,” “He or she does not appreciate me,” “I do not get along with my parents,” “My child is a problem,” “My life is a mess,” or “My marriage is in trouble,” then you attract more of those experiences.
Do not you people think Rhonda Byrne has written these lines so perfectly in her book “The Magic”! Negativity in how we think, how we speak or how we act…. Somehow pulls us in to that deep well of frustration and loneliness. Negativity in our attitude, our life style or even in our minds does not come from somewhere outside. Our thoughts, our fear, our greed and hunger to get every single thing we want, our insecurity…. all these aspects of our mind’s thought process gives birth to that negativity in us and then we by our own allow that negativity to spread its wings inside our body, mind and soul with time.
People say beauty lies in the eyes of beholder…. So it’s up to us now, if we want to appreciate what is there in front of our eyes or not. Similarly it can’t be wrong if we say that strength, peace and happiness lies in the mind… now it’s up to us how we want to make our lives. Can it ever be wrong, if I say “Beauty is how you see it and life is how you make it!”
In past 27 years of my life, I have seen so many aspects of life. Few times I have walked in to malls or supermarkets without much in my pocket. I am not that guy who likes to go for window shopping; but I needed to go for it just to give company to few of my close friends or relatives. If my presence means so much to my dear ones than I hardly find any reason to feel sad or disappointed.
If I remember it rightly then it’s been long since the last time I’ve complained about anything to anyone other than me. It does not mean that I’ve everything I desire with me; honestly I do not have most of the things I want in my life. But then again no one can also take it away from me that I’ve everything I need in my life. I thank god that I do not have any credits associated with my name since my birth. And it helps me to feel proud of myself as an individual. I do not have to complain about anything as long as life is giving me reasons to feel proud and confident about myself. Yes I am a human, sometimes I do complain to myself about few things which I do not like being associated it. But it’s fair enough as long as it is helping me in improving myself without hurting anyone else.
Have you ever seen a person who created a whole bunch problems for himself by his own, who do not have a dream which has the credibility in it to convince others that yes it’s a reachable one; and he is still happy with his life, he is satisfied with whatever little things he has in his life? If not, then let me tell you I am one among those few people who have no reasons to be happy but they really feel they are.
My logic is very simple, “There is always a tomorrow; so let me live another day happily and peacefully and that day is today. Tomorrow is going to give me few more reasons to be happy and let me tell you this word “tomorrow” hardly disappoints me.
Honestly, I do not think there is something called magic of living or magic of thinking. These are all terms created by few humans to make life look simpler to other humans. The real magic lies in our heart & soul and we can only feel it by the way we think and we live our lives.
“Engineering” is a term different people living in different countries interpret in different ways. But for us or it will be more appropriate to say for most of us (as few people are there in my country who still study seriously during the course of engineering and unfortunately they do not fall in to our category; and let me tell you their numbers are same as those very few tigers still left in my country. So as you can guess both of them, are rare species now). For most of us, it was just fun; because we all knew no one among us would get a job due to those 47 chapters we were studying during our engineering days in four years. We hardly remember what people like Archimedes, Boyle, Newton or any other great man said. What we still remember are all those funny instances of life.
Yes we hardly remember those three laws of Newton’s with explanations (While saying so, do not ever think that I do not know the definitions also; I know just like I asked them to my dad during my schooldays, my own kid is going to ask them to me too. And I do not want to fail as a father when the time will come); but we never forget that same man had also said that, “Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love”. Yes we all agree with him on this. Different aspects and necessities at different age make a person to fall in love. I still remember during student days, I coined a term “NOVE”; which means “Not lOVE”. And those day all of us had this habit of falling in NOVE too often. Few of my friends still use this term during conversations, mails or those silly status updates to confuse their girlfriends as if we are discussing some serious topics using codes like this. I really hope none of their girlfriends is reading my blog. If my own girlfriend does not read it; then I believe the probability of their girlfriends reading it is also on the lower side. (Is it not this wonderful that rather than mentioning any name, if we mention only girlfriend, we impress all those girls we know, who are more of girls than friends; because by doing so they feel like a person is referring to each one of them ).
But why am I discussing about those girls who don’t realize the worth of this blog. And you all wonderful people leave those girlfriends with their loved ones and let’s back to the topic “NOVE”. Now the funniest part is my friends never forget to mention in their Facebook comments that I am the father of this term “NOVE”. Although it seems like my biggest achievement till now but it also hurts me that no one has ever given me any award for this wonderful achievement of mine. But I know there will come a day where people are going to use this term a lot. Because today, most of the youth gets in to a relationship in which they have everything to share with each other except love. So I do not think after few years, they will not have much of a problem confessing it too. What if on valentine day, instead of saying I love you to each other and kissing under a green tree or looking at each other’s eyes through that light coming from a small candle; they will say “I NOVE YOU” and let’s start kissing each other.
It may seem unreal to many of you. But yes, that’s why I use this term “NOVE”, as an illusion of love; where other than those two people who are involve in that relationship, everyone thinks it’s only love and those two people can’t
NIVE live without each other.
Do not feel afraid to use this word “NOVE” now onwards; as I’ve not copyrighted it yet. But never forget the man behind the birth of this term.
Sun was about to lose its brightness from one side of the sky and from the other side, moon had already started appearing slowly slowly. The sky which was bright and bluish with the white clouds dancing on it few minutes earlier now turned in to dark. I was sitting on the side of a pond with a stick in my hand. Sometimes we human hold on to those things which are of no use to us at that point of time, but they make us feel good and somehow they give us company although those things can’t breathe, talk or even move like us. And that stick in my hand was one of such things at that point of time. I had nothing to do with that stick; still it did not fail to give me company in a lonely place where the sound of birds, swing of trees or even few stones which I was throwing in to that pond were clearly audible while hitting the water surface.
I was drawing a picture on the wet surface of land near to the pond; although I was not sure where my imagination would end up with. After few minutes of that creativity, for which not a single person in this world would ever dare to pay me something; I could see I ended up drawing a face of a girl on it. I was not sure who she was; if she was my past, present or future. I was not even sure of existence of any girl with similar feature; which I painted on the sand. It might be priceless for those people who wanted to buy a face that would have enhanced the beauty of their dining room, living room or bed room with its presence on wall. But for me it was a beautiful face, whom I could trust, I could love and I could value the most. In the mean time, I could also realize I was not successful in transforming my imagination to a beautiful painting with the sharp end of that stick in my hand. Might be that weakness of me not being so expressive was hurting my desires to give a face to my imaginations. Although those eyes which I painted were not as beautiful as they were in my imagination; might be those lips would also not fit in to mine, as I would have once imagined. Still I could see these lips were not capable of telling a lie. And it’s a quality in a woman any man of my kind would die for.
When I came out of my thought and introspection about myself, I realized that now the beautiful colors of the sky were reflecting on the water of the pond making it look beautiful. It was a view as if the rainbow had suddenly appeared on the planet earth. But I knew that the beauty never lasts long. So I realized it was going to last for a shorter period of time.
So I tried again to look back at that picture which I had drawn few minutes earlier. But this time, it was blurry and not that much visible as it was few minutes earlier. I thought that’s the trend of life. There is always a tomorrow, and we can just wish and hope that day to be a better day than what it was today. But I thought in my mind, who knows might be it would rain tomorrow and my imagination would flow into that pond water with the upper lair of that soil on which I have drawn it.
I turned back and started walking. But while doing so, I could hear my mouth with the help of my tongue, singing those lines of my favorite song “Humein tumse pyar kitna, yeh hum nahin jante…. magar jee nahin sakte tumhare bina”…. (In English which means…, “I never knew how much I love you… Now I know I cannot live without you”).
It was a moment of introspection. But more than that, it was a moment of realization. So I thought might be omen was signaling me that my past had something to do with my future.
I returned home after so much happening in my life and went to sleep. The next morning when I woke up, I could hear the rain drop falling on my rooftop and I realized my imagination had already lost its existence. I was hurt and disappointed and I sat on my chair as if my world ended.
After few minutes I could hear my mouth singing another stanza of that same song, which I sang while returning home which was,“suna gam judai ka uthate hain log, jaane zindagi kaise bitate hain log! Din bhi yahan toh lage barash ka shamma! Humein intezaar kitna yeh hum nahin zaante magar zee nahin sakte tumhare bina!” (in English which means, “I heard that people bear the pain of being away, Don’t know how they live with this pain I feel each day like a year now, Never knew how much I long for you, Now I know I cannot live without you…)
By hearing this I stood from the same chair as if these words came from my mouth were wake up call for me. And I returned to the same place and what I saw there was astonishing. I saw another boy watching my imagination sitting near to it. By seeing me coming in the same direction, that boy ran towards the opposite direction; as if he realized it was something that belonged to me only.
I just smiled and tried to redraw those parts of that girl’s face which the previous night’s raindrops washed away as if bad times wash away a person’s beautiful memories. And while doing so, I could again hear my mouth singing,
“Tumhe koi aur dekhe toh jalta hai dil, badi muskilon se phir sambhal ta hai dil, kya kya jatan karte hain tumhe kya patta. Humhe tumse pyar kitna hum nahin jante… magar jee nahin sakte tumhare bina!”
(In English which means,
“My heart feels jealous when someone looks at you, I convince my heart with great difficulty, You don’t know, how much I have sacrificed for you, I don’t know how much restlessness is my heart, Now I know I cannot live without you”)
When I read one of my most dearest blogging buddies, Elyse‘s post ”OneOhFive and Counting“ which was beautifully written by Elyse as a tribute to Cooper,her dog on his 15th Birthday. And her story tells how these beautiful and innocent souls in animal skins can fill that empty space in our lives with their love and innocence.
So keeping my promise to Elyse, here are few pictures of me and my 3 months old cute little friend “Chotu”!!
It’s been long since the last time I’ve pressed the keys of my laptop to write something new. I am not really sure how much valid is the reason behind me deciding not to write anything for a certain period of time. After so many days when last night I opened that document which contains that story and characters those have been roaming constantly in my mind since last couple of years in form of my first fiction book. I realized the lead character, a sweet young man is still standing close to that girl after kissing her for the first time and now I’ve to set both of them free by moving the story forward. But the most honest boy and the most beautiful girl I could ever imagine have to wait for few more days until I will again start keying down the last few chapters of their life.
You people must be thinking, why am I telling you all this and wasting your precious time! But I think you are kind enough to allow me to waste few more time of yours until I will come to the point. Yes after I pressed that cross-bar at the right top of my document, I went on to sleep like any other usual day. Honestly, I am that guy who finds it difficult to remember his own girl friend’s birth day, so to except that I will remember today is women’s day is asking for too much.
But let me tell you why I respect that young guy, Mark Zuckerburg whose brainchild Facebook. It’s only because since the day I started using Facebook, it informs me the importance of every specific day; be it my girl friend’s birth day or rose day or even kiss day. I’ve grown up in an environment where we only knew two days those hold importance in our lives which were Republic Day and Independence Day of our country. And we used to believe any common day is good enough to kiss a person whom we love or to give a rose to beautiful girl to express our love. But as young people we used to gift roses to girl when they were cheapest in price. S just see being an Indian, how the financial status of our country played a vital role in deciding the day when we made our loved one felt special.
But the trend of our country is that, now the youth do not feel the need of going to even temples. Every day I see most of my friends receiving blessings from various Gods, just by liking their Facebook page. Thanks to Facebook, our Gods must be feeling like celebrities these days. But if both God and his E-devotees do not have any problem transmitting their devotions and blessings through electronic form; then who am I to raise a question on that!
So when I logged in to that beautiful book containing so many familiar and unfamiliar faces, I realized it was women’s day after seeing so many status messages. I did not bother to type that same line “Wishing happy women’s day to all beautiful women” just like my friends. I believe every woman in my life does not matter if she is my mother, sister, friend, girl friend or ex girlfriend realize that I do respect all the women irrespective of the fact that if she is beautiful or not, if I love her or not. So I did not feel I need to impress few beautiful faces by wishing them on a day which is dedicated to their gender.
Now after wasting few of minutes of my life in that precious virtual book called Facebook, I clicked on a link that took me to the website of a news channel which I visit every day to update myself what’s happening around me, so that I can score a high percentage of mark in the section current affairs of any competitive exam.
But on the morning of women’s day there was a news which grabbed my attention although I knew it would not help me in scoring a single mark in any exam as it had not much of importance in neither the world economy nor world politics. Still I read the whole story and believe me when I say that, it gave me enough reasons to feel ashamed of myself being a human.
What I read was not only heart wrenching or shocking but also it was disappointing for each one of us as humans.
In 1996, a 16 year girl was abducted and raped by 42 men for almost 40days. And after two decades, a church in southern region of India has asked the gang rape victim and her relatives to stay away.
I do not want to get in to the whole story as I know that it will not change anything in the society if I will share whatever I read there. But it was unfair and inhuman. After the girl got raped, her family were not only socially boycotted by friends and close relatives but also were forced to move out of the town they had always lived in. And now after twenty years, when that victim’s father went up to thank the priest for praying for his family, he was reportedly advised not to attend church anymore till the controversy over his daughter’s rape settles. Now somehow it makes me feel ashamed that after twenty years of struggle, still that woman and her family have to go through all this.
Every time we talk about the world is one place and we all are humans. Few instances and events like these give us the wakeup call that, no there is another world lies inside this beautiful world we live in, which is not equally beautiful and are we all really humans!
I do not see there is any point in wishing few ladies we know on a specific day; whereas for rest of the days in a year, we behave and act like puppets having no heart when we see some kind of injustice is happening with those people who belong to that same gender.
After all I too realize, we all have to look for a high salary job, buy a big home, big car. We all have to sleep early so that we can give birth to our own babies and the next day morning we all have to start our respective jobs so that we can save enough money in our life time for our next generations to live a comfortable life. Now who have the time to think about, what is happening with someone else.
What we can do is that, we can wish few women we know, a very Happy Women’s Day using our cell phones message box or by updating our status message in any of the social networking sites we are part of!!
But is it really going to work for us as human in the long run? Is it going to change anything for that gender “Female”! Neither I am asking these questions to myself or all of you here nor am I trying to find the answers. These unsolved questions having few complicated equations appeared billions of times in several parts of the words. But as I’ve said earlier, as humans these questions have lost their significance in that deep oceans of our personal needs and demands from life.
And these days, I too have went on to become an intelligent man; so let me take the easiest route to wish all the women I know …. that is with my words.
“A woman defines love to a man by making sure he will not miss his mother once he starts living alone being his girl friend… A woman defines respect to a man by waiting for him with empty stomach when he returns home on a full moon day just to worship him being his wife… A woman defines care to a man by waiting at the door step when he returns home from school being his mother…
A woman inspires a man to strive for excellence, fame, success, power and money being his lost love.
Thanks for bringing the love, support, inspiration, care and responsibility into our lives…
Happy Women’s Day!! “