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A TEAM WORK : Dedicated to the master mind group

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This piece of wall painting was accomplished by a group. This shows the epic of team work, cooperation of group of people, and bonding of friends that collected a lot of appreciation. Dedicating this to my group of friend those worked hard for continuous several hours, the one behind this whole idea, to accomplish this so beautifully. The toys are not painted rather popping toys dancing with soothing breeze. I would be always thankful to the one sitting above for blessing me with the people who taught me the real meaning of unconditional love, abundance creativity and genuine joy to celebrate tremendously joyful event called life.   I can't tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You game me a forever within the numbered days, and I am grateful. Poetry by Shalan is licensed under a  Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .

Paper bag princess..

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When I step into my 7th grade this what I do.. Something that always lifts my spirit up.. Something that always makes me smile, I loose the fear of being wrong.. A paper bag.. You appreciate or not I always worship the creativity of  nature.. Creativity doesn't wait for that perfect moment,It fashions its own perfect moment out of ordinary ones.. Poetry by Shalan is licensed under a  Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .

What meant to be will always finds its way..

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when i arise in the morning, i think what a precious privilege, is to be alive, to breath, to think , to enjoy, and to love... So my dear difficulty, if  you want to come into my life,the door is open. if you want to go out of my life, the door is open. just one request. don't stand in the doorway. you are blocking the traffic. you may badly injure yourself. Poetry by Shalan is licensed under a  Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .

Absolute prayer; your heart is beating, be sure that somewhere there is a hidden prayer..

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Sketch by Shalan is licensed under a  Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .

The Girlhood

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THE GIRLHOOD : I am a girl and I proud to be, You kill me before my birth inside my mom’s womb, But my mom taught me to pronounce you as papa. My childhood seems too expensive for you, You stole my bags, my shoes, my schools, But I put on colours to your walls, As everyone can’t afford branded goods. I am a girl and I proud to be, You make me tired with loads of responsibilities, But I feel to put nail polishes at any moment of time is my birth right. You called me stupid, dumb, brainless, But I go on decorate your home with canopies of love and make it flawless. I am a girl and I proud to be, I pull the door while it is written push, You got embarrassed that I can't use chopsticks, But never left a bit of my gajar ka halwa with cashews, I am a girl and I proud to be, You left me at the middle of the road that I can't wear heels, But I fought with the stars to smoothen your road which was thorny and up hilled. I am not fascina...

Fire flies

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Fire flies… Fire fly; tiny and small.. Its glittering glimpse raises the heart beats, It loves me so much. I never fear darkness when I am with these fire flies. Though it is very small still fight with darkness so strongly always amazes me. These  beautiful have no enemy but time..   I don’t like stars. I want to crush them and through them away. That’s why I want to say, Don’t believe the stars. Believe me and be there beside me, I will shine for you, I will trust you..   Poetry by Shalan is licensed under a  Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .

A PINK NOTE..

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A pink Note… In this endless time, there are no traces, In this infinite space, there are no trails. In that endless time, we are born in the same age. In that infinite space, to be able to meet and become one with you. The fate is really amazing and the miracle is really beautiful. The memories that belong to me, Who temporarily lost my directions, I have finally found it, the memories… In the museum, the past and present co-exist. Although it really took a long time, But I am at least confident now that I can run to your side… Poetry by Shalan is licensed under a  Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .