Motions and Emotions

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It is a bliss to decipher the voices within the congested locations
Ruminants of rampant desires outrightly escape within the minutes of minutes.An underlying escapism works which give rise to still caricatures,each struggling to find a hope in the motionless motions and emotions .



How wonderful would it be exchange  laughs for buying all the necessities of life.It is disappointing how a motionless and lifeless thing such as this:
 


                                                        

would hover over lives in a major way.The ultimate propaganda it seems; is to buy immobile and motionless desire paying no heed to the motions and emotions.I wonder, if “If Money Disappeared",the controlled and curbed emotions would find a new way to run all through the dust and dusks our lives.A laugh for a piece of cloth might be enough to work upon!
How easily the appetite and pangs of stomach get settled .The categories of laughs and smiles would fetch us the things in order.The one who would burst in laughter becomes the  billionaire  of the decade .

The societal make up of the Urbanized world would get a major change.The stillness which is perched politely upon the strands of relationship would get a reward of laughs and laughter .

















                               
An ambiance of free desires floating lightly in the air would touch the sparks in our eyes.




Echoes of laugh would bring a  a soothing civilization to nurture the restless century only if the money disappeared.The ultimate truth of finding the happiness would find a way.


Food for Smile,Smile for Food ,Laugh to live,Live to laugh .Smirks for the red sweater and  a laughter for the delicious meal!



            The figments of memories and rickety music which is     
     making us to stay silent would be burst by the gleaming soul.
         The great love for sparling eyes would be romanticized.


                                 All things in motions
                                 All things with curves
                             And all things with innocence
                        would be the slogan of the century !!






                                       

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

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