Early morning walks are good for health and I relish my 20 minutes walk to fetch milk and bread every day, day after day.
Deep breathing in and breathing out fresh air in stills within me strength and a new zest to survive entire 24 hours.
Masha-allah if the sky is clear and sparkly bright blue, the gaze at the beautiful rising sun captivates me with its charismatic beauty.
In the back drop of doll shaped typical houses of the country side the shining yellow rays amalgamated with florescent pink horizon soothe the eyes and calm the senses.
As I walk towards the Emma-Tante Laden everyday, like a child I fancy counting planes in the sky.
I also enjoy the striking vivid patterns formed by the emissions of aeroplanes. At times it appears like a shooting pink or a white star…miles afar.
Yesterday was one of those pleasant, serene mornings and I was lost in a phantasia of my own. Counting planes and admiring the designs in the sky. When I happened to step on **** you know what!! I cut the cake!!
Pets are a great responsibility. They are like another member of our family. To take them for nature’s call in the morning is a duty and not an obligation!
It is not a shame to carry a bag and clean the mess your pet has made. There are special bins placed to be utilised for the same purpose.
After ruining my one week old, almost new trainers, I learnt a great lesson, ‘to watch the path I tread and that the civic sense has gone to graze paddy for some incorrigible members of our society.’
Footpaths are not an open lavatory for animals but for pedestrians to walk. It is our duty to keep the city clean. After all it is us who make the city!
Coming from a developing country where stray dogs and cats litter here there, every where. At times you find a cow or a buffalo wandering on roads.
But this was least expected in London - the hub of beauty and culture!
It makes me proud to observe where the former country is changing with great pace and beautifying itself idealising the west. Why is the latter loosing its richness?
People need to learn to shoulder responsibility with grace.
Deep breathing in and breathing out fresh air in stills within me strength and a new zest to survive entire 24 hours.
Masha-allah if the sky is clear and sparkly bright blue, the gaze at the beautiful rising sun captivates me with its charismatic beauty.
In the back drop of doll shaped typical houses of the country side the shining yellow rays amalgamated with florescent pink horizon soothe the eyes and calm the senses.
As I walk towards the Emma-Tante Laden everyday, like a child I fancy counting planes in the sky.
I also enjoy the striking vivid patterns formed by the emissions of aeroplanes. At times it appears like a shooting pink or a white star…miles afar.
Yesterday was one of those pleasant, serene mornings and I was lost in a phantasia of my own. Counting planes and admiring the designs in the sky. When I happened to step on **** you know what!! I cut the cake!!
Pets are a great responsibility. They are like another member of our family. To take them for nature’s call in the morning is a duty and not an obligation!
It is not a shame to carry a bag and clean the mess your pet has made. There are special bins placed to be utilised for the same purpose.
After ruining my one week old, almost new trainers, I learnt a great lesson, ‘to watch the path I tread and that the civic sense has gone to graze paddy for some incorrigible members of our society.’
Footpaths are not an open lavatory for animals but for pedestrians to walk. It is our duty to keep the city clean. After all it is us who make the city!
Coming from a developing country where stray dogs and cats litter here there, every where. At times you find a cow or a buffalo wandering on roads.
But this was least expected in London - the hub of beauty and culture!
It makes me proud to observe where the former country is changing with great pace and beautifying itself idealising the west. Why is the latter loosing its richness?
People need to learn to shoulder responsibility with grace.
