Chapter:1 journey by pets
Hey, I am Rani, a person full of unconditional love.
Literally, I started with emptiness on a morning with winged raindrops falling in my area. It felt like my tears were blending with the rain, washing over the land until the rain ended. I opened my window and saw a few people walking, some busy with construction work. Then suddenly, a little puppy screamed near my house in the portico.
My heart melted. The puppy was hungry and barking loudly. I quickly returned to my house and brought some milk in a little pot.
I gave the milk to the puppy. As it licked the milk, its eyes sparkled like the sky, like a Sylvan dream.
Dedicated to my partner:
Two steps are walked,
My feet are followed.
Who is that?
My steps are bitten.
Who is that?
Hearing the bow sound—
Bow! Bow!
Who is that?
"I'm a puppy."
Why are you following?
Sho sho sho.
"Why? Why? Get away!"
"Because my mom scolds me."
"Bye..."
"At last, don't follow me so fast."
But our eyes met—
A new bond began.
Four steps walk every day.
Finally, your name is Mani.
He is the guardian of my circle.
Flash and blink—the light is gone.
Again, two steps are walked.
As the clouds passed by on zephyr days, the pleasant gift from God glowed. Though the bond was silent, it connected us deeply to the earth. That morning was no longer empty—because my dog had entered my life.
For a long time, I walked with my four-footed guardian.
But one day, the laughter stopped.
My dog died.
Dark clouds loomed, a dreadful storm came with dusty winds.
My heart shattered into pieces. My eyes dropped tears like waves on the land.
Every day is no longer refreshing.
Life became a mix of spice and sorrow.
Now, nobody walks beside me.
There is no longer life in mine.
Chapter 2: Stars of New Bonding
Thou art, hands not touching,
Cruel day—stars bond, including.
A powerful word rises at lumen,
Because my sister bonds the golden orb.
Elegant drama, not acted—source of the given,
“My sister,” quoth she, “haply move on, fresh day.”
A light soaring in the skies,
My soul adopts her kindness—a speech.
Thee, oath of reality and motives,
Music cannot install, but her gift is source.
Hey, I'm Velvet, starting my new course at university. On campus, I embraced the momentum of a new path. The sun glittered in my eyes when I met my queen—
She is inspiring and captivating.
From the very beginning, I felt her warmth.
How did our bond start?
With a simple casual conversation—
It grew from sharing notes to sharing hearts.
Day by day, our chats increased.
She became my mentor, then my sister, and a part of my heartbeat.
She broke my fears and helped me shine.
Even after college ended, our bond stayed strong.
I wrote my first poem dedicated to her:
"Hark," she quoth, "Her love is beauteous in this present world.
Her beauty dwells in ruby crystals and pearls of moonlight."
There was a time I felt completely broken.
No one around. No destiny.
But she lifted me up with positivity and love.
After a long gap, our eyes met again.
The poppy flowers bloomed.
We shared grandma stories, laughter, and tearful hugs in the sunlight.
As we parted, I said—don’t cry from your inner heart.
But still, I miss her voice... her kindness.
Teachers are always a support in students’ lives.
Am I right?
Family may guide you halfway,
But teachers light the full path.
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Chapter 3: Meet-Up with Rich People on the Street Road
Hey, I am Rathi. This is an incident about a time I begged a rich man.
It was August 15th, Independence Day, 2017.
I was in 10th grade.
The sun rose with heat, and I was happily riding my bicycle.
I passed a bakery, and my stomach growled.
So I stopped.
Stomach: "If you stop the cycle, buy chips and cake!"
Me: "Oh no! I only have 8 rupees!"
Stomach: "Then buy some juice. That’s enough to enjoy!"
Me: "Okay, let’s go buy juice."
At the bakery, I saw two people: an old lady begging for food, and a rich man buying cakes.
I stood between them.
I had only 8 rupees, and she begged me for help.
I felt helpless.
The rich man ignored her completely.
I gave her two water packets, but she refused.
Then she said something I’ll never forget:
"One day, you'll have the riches of the world."
And she blessed me.
I wasn’t hearing the voice of a beggar—
I was hearing the pain of a soul.
Begging is not a shame,
But the greed of a rich heart is.
Begging is not my property,
Thee saith, unto waves of greed,
The modern world has no faith,
But a pure soul blesses,
A Lord blesses everyone—no need for money.
Chapter:4
(Friendship’s Foment)
Doth! Not the ending theatre screen—
Eyes shadow—hark! Branches’ solace.
Doth! Not the ending theatre scenes,
Sylvan spirits encourage bonded dreams.
Hark! Eye shadow blinks ’neath moonlit skies,
White clouds convert to jasmine sighs.
Memories bring the luminous moment,
Wildflowers bless our friendship’s foment.
The Four Best Friends
Characters:
Mother – She is our paths.
Pure Soul – She is our medicine.
Frozen – She’s our princess.
Me (Kedi) – I’m the entertainer of the group.
God gives us the most precious gift—our friends.
After a long gap, we finally met on graduation day.
It was a joyful moment—like raindrops falling under the sun as lily flowers shone brightly.
So many old memories bloomed again.
We watched the rain, feeling like we were in an emotional drama.
It was an era—a dreamy scenario.
We reunited for graduation, enjoying wandering moments together.
People were seated department-wise, following the attendance list.
It felt boring at first, just staring at each other's faces.
Then came the graduation speeches—the anchor’s welcome, the chief guest’s long talk. Finally, our Chairman delivered a powerful, life-oriented message.
We clapped and whistled in appreciation.
During the certificate distribution, the chief guest called out names, department by department.
When it was my turn, the anchor mispronounced my name, and my friends burst out laughing.
At the end of the day, we felt emotional—
When will we meet again?
Where? When?
Our lives were about to move in different directions.
Those days of wandering, of carefree friendship, we truly miss.
I always pray for my teammates.
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