..know one.. holi hai...

no one troubles here and there in any ways direct..indirect..discreet and indiscreet.. in open that are known as standards to all,
there happens to be the festival.. the festival of goodwill and harmony.. to be celebrated with own family and friends how so ever worthy one may be to their kiths and kins.. the big and the small,

no one stops no one to enjoy the day or days with owns.. through spreading pleasantries of colours on willing and smiling faces,
holi hai.. holi hai.. there are shouts.. of friends family and all others.. no one stops no one.. to be a part of any holi group.. as per and with the coloured defined graces,

until the one stops oneself on one own..thru giving lying reasons that such and so.. stopped the one to enjoy the colouring season,
while no one stopped no one.. to enjoy and mingle with the holi group.. but one does nt want to.. thus so falsely giving.. such and so stopped the one to enjoy coz of this specific reason,

while in fact they all are so busy with their own indulging ideas.. to enjoy yet another holi day.. with splendid colouring plans,
the rumourers and  non enjoy-er lots be let off with their loose syndromes.. to blame falsely.. while in truth the managings did announce.. go and get wet and wild.. and enjoy the holy day.. with holi haiiiiiii.. elan..... 

..returns..

..returns the she the groovy grittle effervescent imaginative and graciously fine in all manners cultures and say.. eccentric,
announced to communicator.. oh yeah is it... and guessing you have offloaded this chidu habit of you.. tasted success na.. this is the basic fundament in life to succeed.. hence be.. sound and authentic,

tell me asked the she to a communicator.. what you gained through pretending.. nothing.. but look what you have earned by being own self in actual and in real,
spell these in your words as communicator.. but you are the one i take pride saying as my own special friend in open to all.. not through loyalty or any virtue but as one.. who is actual of substance surreal,

taken aback literally.. the communicator now responds with emotions that are lateral open and obviously crystal clear,
from a special friend.. you became my love the possessive one you know.. and as asset.. you know insecurity creeps in.. that converts into fear,

fear of losing you.. oh fear of losing me.. interrupts the she.. and asks.. what did you think of me.. an object who needs to get her desires fulfilled,
or the one.. your own.. who is mature enough to know and be in a relation..but not first runner to a corner or coronation.. oh yeah you liked tulip na.. shall plant one such.. as per likings fully equipped,

with all the khad.. mitti breed of seeds etc etc.. kar loongi haath ganday apnay.. shall ask for a cup of tea.. FROM YOU.. kadak and hot,
chido mat.. i am sitting here right in front of you.. as your own desiring tobe the mother of our kids.. kya kehta hai.. am loyal to this loving knot,

chal theek hai.. said the he.. main koi pathar nai insaan hoon.. aur aaj kay baad tu meri biwi aur mein tera..:) mehmaan hoon,
:) mehmaan joh hammara hota hai.. woh jaan :) say pyara hota hai.. zyadda ka lallach nahi mujhko.. oeuvre.. be .. who do,

rt.. says the communicator.. taking so passionately her hands into own strong hands,
know you are not weak.. and make a promise to be your own always.. chidu.. gone are those days.. tera ban gaya hoon always always.. heard that na on that band,

theek hai theek hai.. reach home early.. and bring all those items.. that i gave you in the list,
communicator now.. an obedient fella.. obliges everything..reaches home to hahaha.. experience a secret.. revealed explored and revisited by those alone together.. in an embracing mist.......

... years later..

the years just went by..the communicator now is in thick of things and hectic active plans to achieve,
a vision of his aspiring ideas..that always travelled along in building mettle strength and a character..with the jest to earn wealth name and fame that he always perceived,

sincerely the approach towards visualising things was always calm.. approachable and was of complete adaptability,
in exploring and thus finding ways to begin and then travel along with the momentum.. with precise yet very effective rationality,

nt that the communicator did have no emotions.. he had and he has.. the emotions.. that are obvious.. crystal clear.. for his own parents.. and own family people,
coz this is the culture of his own ancestors and elders that run into his veins and his generation.. much like an odyssey of life.. groovy and grittieal,

and somehow sometimes things begin to happen in such ways that these thus begin to rekindle some memories,
of those evenings and an eventful night.. of unending desires.. that only heightened.. in an imaginative story,

that was nice said the he with calm and with the view to steer along.. the splendid splendour of colours that always splash,
thru applying own generated imaginative skills thoroughly.. in the ways known.. just to beautify.. thru kinetic upward dash,

odyssey of life continues.. in its own natural pace and strengths.. with an awakened conscience that never ever thought and thinks to do things that are false,
never allowing any to do wrong to him own.. melodies turn effervescent in life.. editioning in.. the things.. effective and waltzs,

at times and on regular intervals in the team meetings and briefings a message was always delivered effectively clear and precise,
its the team and works are alloted as per the efficiencies prevailed with in.. hence do accordingly to be effective and concise,

possibly that is how the communicators communicate always always.. and no where it is asked or even pretended that discriminate, discourage and disintegrate,
coz it would be like splintering the energy of own setups.. without gaining any thing.. thus he never did and never allowed any not to NOT TO.. subvert the authenticity of systems.. fully accurate...