Sunshine in my Eye!: Easy Breezy Wind Chimes!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Easy Breezy Wind Chimes!: Today of all the Mondays and start again weekdays  dreary days I somehow seem to be really up and bright and chirpy and easy breezy because ...

Easy Breezy Wind Chimes!

Today of all the Mondays and start again weekdays  dreary days I somehow seem to be really up and bright and chirpy and easy breezy because of this west breeze fanning in and cooling all my burnt up brain fuses  bringing those musical chimes alive. Dancing and twisting, swirling and twirling these wind chimes soothe my senses and the west breeze lulls my stressed out joints and I rejuvenate and revitalize and restore my senses to revive my life and restart a week long ritual with the hope it ends on a peaceful and non stressful note and I am alive once more to be able to face another grueling weekday with a refreshed feeling.
My advice for a stress free ambiance...hang a number of wind chimes around your place and see the results!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Totally Electrified!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Totally Electrified!: Come Summer rather than September in Pakistan the game of hide and seek gains momentum and the light curfew screechingly halts all life on o...

Totally Electrified!

Come Summer rather than September in Pakistan the game of hide and seek gains momentum and the light curfew screechingly halts all life on our side of the planet. Its a mummified situation where we are tied down in a dumbfounded state of mind where no one speaks nor does any one protest to speak for their basic rights. We are all Electrified..no lightness of our minds till the light years are made our destiny. No respite till the light drizzles of electricity washes off our dusty faces and cobwebbed minds.
What  tragic destiny we are roped in to face day after day, night after night. Perspiring beads of our toiled nights sparkle on our foreheads and sweet smell of hard earned perspiration drip drop by drop to tell the world we are alive. Still alive in the face of all calamities..still breathing hard to survive the last of the electric storms. One last blow and we will raze to the ground like a tree struck down to the ground by lightning. Totally Electrified and perished..the last of the brave hearts!!!facebook.com