Avijeet Das

Lead a meaningful life. We are here for a purpose. To make this world a beautiful place.

The world is crazy about amassing guns, bombs and wealth of humongous proportions, but it will not give knowledge a second glance!

The World is quick to label you, but it will take ages to take a stand!

At times you inhale a fragrance that transports you to another world.

He looked at the blue sky above and the green grass below and he knew he would always love this world!

The Women of Our World are like Mother Earth. They don't just give life to the next generation but also to Hope. The Women of Our World are to be loved, respected and protected.

That old man over thereIs selling trinkets made of stonesThat old woman the entire worldIn a map without any hole!

Never stop and never sit!Work hard and stay fit!Success will come one day,To those who dream and never quit!

Man's spirit is immortal!

There is a happiness in failure too. At least you tried. There is a happiness in not reaching your goal yet. You have a journey ahead of you...

The pain in your muscles and the sweat in your brow after doing a work the hard and honest way make you feel proud of yourself!

Last night the nightingale sat by my window and sang her joyous song of love...Though I loved it, my heart silently missed the beautiful song of your heart beat!

I reside in an abode where your thoughts imagine me... You reside in my heart where the auricles camouflage my longing...

You wake up and feel a sudden sadness that you never felt before. You try to find a reason behind it but you cannot. You think coffee might change the feeling. So you make yourself a hot cup of coffee and put on the music player. Do you feel better now?

Artistes breathe and dream creativity!

If only we could understand the language of the eyes, there would be more love in our world!

There is a tender breeze Wafting around hereFeel it from your Soul You will see Magic over hereDid I just now hear a beautiful symphony over here ?Or is it just your soothing words murmuring in my ear?Is it the cute mynah bird on my shoulder?Or is it your soft head nestling that I feel so tender? There is a tender breeze Wafting around hereFeel it from your SoulYou will see Magic over here...Did I just now hear the nightingale sing around here?Or is it the breeze whispering softly to the trees near?Is that you giggling away to glory? Or is that just the flowers mingling with the bees and telling their story?There is a tender breeze Wafting around hereFeel it from your SoulYou will see Magic over here..

They met in the library searching for old Sidney Sheldon books. Her silence and calmness drew her to him. His brooding nature drew him to her. Conversations flowed like the waters of a water-fall! And every time they met their conversations sparked flames like the forest caught in a wild fire!There was something in her eyes! Her eyes were expressive and from the first day that they met, they spoke to him a million things! He could know which night she had cried, which night she had slept peacefully and which night of hers had been spent in complete sleeplessness. He began reading her eyes more deeply and passionately than the books in the library...And being an obsessive man, he did things normal men did not! Like he knew the number of strands of hair that her eye-lashes had!