Thursday 23 November 2017

N.O.V.E.M.B.E.R


                  Knowing the specialty of a month or making a month special in life may be common; like anniversary, birthdays, more special moments that you own something. For me November is special because, October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.
2k17 is reaching its end, I can’t believe how fast time switches. How many of you welcome November with motives ?? Assertion||  Memories || Goals || what's your November about ?? Usual broken resolutions, Flop birthday plans , Time slip dinner and adventures plans can be made true this time🤗 I have come to regard November as the older, harder man's  October. I appreciate the early darkness and cooler temperatures.
Since ‘m a foodie, bon vivant ;
the smell of food is different in November and is what ‘m into. It is an orange smell. A squash and pumpkin smell. It tastes like cinnamon and can fill up a house in the morning & can pull everyone from bed in a fog. Food is better in November than any other time of the year, yes ....
November makes me feel that life is passing more quickly. In an effort to slow it down, I try to fill the hours more meaningfully 🤗
*Lose Weight and Get Fit
*Learn Something New
*Eat Healthier and Diet
*Spend More Time with Family
*Travel to New Places
*Be Less Stressed
What about you guys ??? Share your November memories below as review #Comment !!

Sunday 5 November 2017

If I Could Be A Kid Again

Don’t you wish you could take a single childhood memory and blow it up into a bubble and live inside it forever? ? ? Everyday at certain point i pause and wish i was a kid that i could go back in life, not to change things but to feel a few things twice" .

   Oddity ??? no, that isn’t a word for me.
sometimes with all emotions & curiosity I wish to be a kid. It is like being drunk, everyone remembers what you did, except you! Yes, a world away from technologies, Social sites, Stress; in the nostalgic memory. Friends next door, my drawing books, Innocence, possibilities of virtue and vice, like a living message, tension free life, family complete my childhood memories.

           I went back to 90’s where I grabbed all my best achievements of life, the world seemed to be a place of joy and happiness, then I came back with that question: “if i could be a kid again"- it was a revelation that the question has less needed in my life because, that kid lives in me,along with memories. I own that childlike quality.

                  In everyone's life there is a limited number of experiences which are not written upon the memory, but stamped there with a die; and after long years, they can be called up in detail, and every emotion that was stirred by them can be lived through anew; Not only me every one in this universe will miss being a kid, more over realize that you’re a kid from heart that no one can steal.
    
                            - Carol Jacob Pereira !