Roars of JOY !!!!!!

My house shook to roars and cheers of joy when David Luiz gave the goal for Brazil.And when Julio Cesar prevented the goal of Chile, claps and hurrays occupied the atmosphere.I took a breath of relief.My heart almost came to my mouth at the last moment.But sadly Brazil team is not well coordinated.I wish them luck.Players of Brazil who played well in my view were Luiz, Hulk, Neymar, Cesar.Love Brazil and always will.

Neymar

Julio Cesar

                                                                       HULK

David Luiz

Football War in BRAZIL

All knows that FIFA is going on and the whole world is going crazy about it.Millions of people are supporting their favorite teams either by coloring their faces or by wearing favorite team jersey. I support Brazil.I am a huge fan of Brazil football team and I wish this time they win.Amidst all this excitement we almost forgot about the rallies on Brazil's streets some months ago in protest of FIFA taking place in Brazil.Thousands of people got on streets to demonstrate their anger about this decision. And I don't say that their anger was not legitimate.They are common men and want development of their country with the money that the govt. is spending for World Cup 2014.Well, I understand their feelings and don't know much about the things inside.Still, I would say it would have been better if the World Cup was not held in Brazil. I know some people will disagree but that is what perspective is about.It varies.
P.S- Love BRAZIL and want them to win the World Cup.

THE MAN WHO CAN NOT DIE

"The true revolutionary is guided by strong feeling of love"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I am not a liberator.Liberators do not exist. People liberate

themselves"

"The revolution is not an apple that falls when it is ripe.You have to make it fall."

A new and fresh poem this time ( MONSOON based)

Dark clouds hang low

Cold winds long to blow

Open field, canopied sky 

Drizzly hush, silent sigh !

                        

                                                                                                                             - Sonalika

Let's be fearless.........

Nights are cold here and days are no better. I feel to go and sit near the fireplace but am scared that fire should catch me. The fear is so profound that I prefer to bear the DEVIL'S COLD instead of cuddling in the arms of warmth. Look how silly I am ! Let's not talk on the same thing now. It is time I move on..........be free........be fearless.

A Quote that means a lot to me

Finally out of exam pressure !! ( and FEVER TOO )

Days were very lazy when I was lying on my bed half dead ! Have to say that Viral fever caught me well.It was damn irritating to lie on bed and day dream about the days when I shall write again.I can't express the feelings that were crowding my mind , then. Things got better after 3 days and I could give my exams thankfully. Saturday Special  post is missing! Yeah, sorry again.But you guys know that I was ill.Couldn't manage it.Anyway Saturdays are never gonna end so I have future of my Saturday Special.Being home feels good not heavenly but good enough to sustain my life.
Love you all.
Sonalika. KEEP SMILING........

EXAMS are ON !!!!!!!!!!!

I am giving my exams and the pressure is huge.Scared about Science and S.st...You may think why am I afraid of these subjects.Well I can't actually give the reason but the subjects give me goosebumps.Father is in Hyderabad for treatment and missing him so much.Love you Babu. MISS YOU.
Tons of love to readers
Sonalika ( author ).

STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING

Whose woods these are I think I know.   

His house is in the village though;   

He will not see me stopping here   

To watch his woods fill up with snow.   

My little horse must think it queer   

To stop without a farmhouse near   

Between the woods and frozen lake   

The darkest evening of the year.   

He gives his harness bells a shake   

To ask if there is some mistake.   

The only other sound’s the sweep   

Of easy wind and downy flake.   

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   

But I have promises to keep,   

And miles to go before I sleep,   

And miles to go before I sleep.

                                                    ROBERT FROST

Father & RED ( 1 )

 At first I beg pardon for this late post. The reason was Broadband connection failure.

 So let's begin my Saturday Special
 My father - Whatever I speak of my father is very less.He is simply the man to be admired. Whatever I know of RED is because of him.The relation between my father and RED is eternal. I feel proud to be a daughter.
 How did this eternal relation begin ?
When my father used to read in college ,he came across the ideology and was fascinated by it. Babu ( my father ) had to face lots of barriers for his decision of joining CPI(M) and still he is facing those problems because of the present govt. in Bengal. There were comrades who inspired Babu to fight and to be firm on his decision.My father started his journey from a Local Committee Member and now he is an Opposition leader in Zilla Parishad ( District Council ).

To be continued........
NEXT SATURDAY ( WHAT'S COMING UP? )
PRESENT CONDITION OF FATHER'S LIFE AND HOW RED IS RESPONSIBLE.
 

Was a bit too emotional ! ,( SATURDAY SPECIAL- coming soon ! )

Last day I was a bit emotional and came up with those weird lines.I agree it is tough for readers to understand my emotional status 'cause it fluctuates almost each minute ! Sorry for that but I am glad that people are liking my posts and new countries are getting added to the audience list gradually. Seems I am not as worthless as I used to believe !
 TOPIC CHANGE-
Saturdays are going to be special.My posts on these days are gonna be related to RED and my FATHER.Tomorrow will see my first ever post on my Father and what RED means to his life. Loving the time; Loving to write.
Sonalika ( author )

My day sinks here.....

My day sinks here.....it is the place where i see the sun waking up.
I die here.....I am born here....It pains hard inside.My heart cries for the day..the day when I shall be free of obligations...Each breath is painful. Everything seems to hurt like hell..Yet, it is the temple where I've worshiped each day..I didn't know then it would pain like this.Still smiling with glistening eyes..Making a fool of myself.