Camellia

Camellia - A rebellious yet calm flower!

Two sides of contrasts always add variations in life. But when the variations over take its cause, it becomes a highlight.

 Here the cause of my perception is her serene look and simple language. But when I indulged, the results over took my senses and highlighted her nature.

Yes, a friendly yet ferocious orchid. With strong roots clinging towards the ground, this flower actually defies gravity.

She neither can be controlled nor contained. She is destined to soar through the clouds.

Few moments with this flower, gave me a revitalising re-verb that invoked my inner voice.

Her syllables are a straight forward tones and frank statements which established her inside out.

Yes, silence was her symphony.

Camellia – a flower to be admired and adorned from a distance.

But, with classic assets like a sirens voice and a strong spirit, she can grab your heed.

{Camellia – A flower in sync with Bhavya} – HBD 

Magic I phone

Magic is mesmerising. 

Magic is captivating. 

It’s always an uncatchable catch. 

When I tried to catch it with my reason, it were all targeted deceptions. The more we go in closer, the real trick happens some where else. Apart from the fancy punchlines and the graphic showcase, its our immense thirst to see beyond what we see. It’s an extension of the inner eye, curious enough to define and refine each and every process around it. 

A pair of eyes actually proved it by defining the law of gravity with the help of a little enhancer called apple. It kickstarted the thought process inside a master mind which was just a spec inside an ensemble of great vision. 

Yes, now the little catalyst has become the sex symbol of this materialistic world - Apple. 

When you think, It all starts with a ‘WHY’.

But, when you cultivate an obsession for this deception, it starts with a ‘WHAT’.

“What defines you as a person?

It’s an I-Phone. 

I phone is magic and I phone is a miracle, which we can never comprehend. 

It started with the Idea of I kindling and catering to the complex and comparison of sensitive personas. 

Again, I is an Idea. I is a dream. I is an identity.  I is a promise. I is a system. I is a demand.  I is a rule. I is legal. I is illegal. I is stylish. I is selfish. 

I is just a mass hypnosis because in the end I doesn’t even matter. 

Now I regret why I paid for this. My inner eye failed to see beyond this I.