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BEER, WHSIKEY AND THEIR STORY

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ONCE UPON A TIME- ‘THE BROKEN HEART NEEDED A POISION’ and there is where I Came in Avatar of ‘BEER’. And Yes I’m Alcoholic!  I’m the most Popular Drink all around the world next to Water and Tea , in fact I was discovered not invented.  Let’s go to Flash Back in ancient Times (1800BC). It was an accident by ‘Ninkasi’ , Sumerian Goddess of Brewing and Beer , indeed a good mistake made by women… So it was a woman who discovered the beer, the question must arise how can she make a wonderful mistake or bliss… In Sumerian, One of their first harvested products was grain. To keep this grain, it was often baked and stored. Some 6,000 years ago, ancient text reveals that eventually it was formulated that the sweetest grain, if baked, left out, moistened, forgotten and then eaten, would produce an uplifting, cheerful feeling, Intoxication at the primal level! The first beer! Now she tried this new method… She was smart after this blissful discovery, she baked grains again by s

MY DATE

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A DATE Visitors Total Yes, it’s true I have a Date, and I don’t look forward to seek any Date like 14 th Feb or any Teddy, Rose, hug, mug, tug, kiss, Miss Day to Have time with her. We have mutual understanding between us, I Love her, she is Heal to My wound likely she is very health conscious. I feel so energetic when I meet her….woahh !!         Her presence boosts my Heart… (DHAK-DHAK) Many a times when no one was around, she was with me.         My Date, my Date is concerned only for me, She never sees a time and Date.         And My Date, I can kiss in Public, also we give damn about it, I even kiss my Date in front of parents, hers or mine doesn’t matter… No matter where we are-In train, bus, car or auto

#Some Glimpse of me

#Some Glimpse of me Myself, aged 20 years, Lavesh, popularly called as LuvAsh or by whatever Name you know me as. I get judged by my cover that is my Face and Body, hardly very few person knows very few things about  me but the only person who knows completely about me is not Even me :p Because I believe, you could never know Abilities and Disabilities you have.. Well everyone Has both with and within them and amongst some of which are known to and some unknown, and the moment you realize that you have something which is your ability or Disability is a miracle and yes! It happens at some point of time when you come to know about those Qualities. Going Ahead just a message to convey- it’s not what you read, it’s what I want you to read, but relating the Realities in inductive form…

A TALE OF I LOVE YOU

'I' said to 'You'... There is someone Between You & I , 'You' asked who..? 'I' said 'Love’ You asked do you know Love ? 'I' said certainly no one knows Love ...it just happens... 'You' asked so what is the Age of the Love then? I : I have Heard Love is Immortal.. You : Is it possible to kill Love..? I : Let's Ask Love about This.. Love : it's Possible to kill me and if you gonna kill me.. 'I' will also get hurt.. You : so why you came Between us? Love : so that I can stick 'you' and 'I' as long as 'I' and 'You' Exist in the world... You and I Decided to Adopt 'Love' , Because of Love between 'You' And 'I' People will call them as a Lover , 'I' said to 'You' that Love will stay Between us and its our Responsibility to Take care , Understand , Feed , Give Time and Nurture the Love and make Love stronger & Heal

'A Promising story Of Pencil'

This is the story of the person Name ‘Pencil’ who Asked For a Promise From ‘Rubber’  The Life is a Book representing Lines  as  Days , paragraphs  as Months and page as  Years, I Might Make Mistakes on them, please be kind with me mister ‘Eraser’ To Erase them and Help me to correct the mistakes on the same lines or pages This means that correcting something we did is not necessarily a bad thing Like a pencil, it is what is inside that matters. A pencil without lead is useless My outer appearance matters less than I probably think Don’t get a pride for Your Beauty, Proud people Breed Dampen Sorrows for themselves, it must die or nothing of heaven can live , a body is just a mask what is inside matters the most. Pencil asked for promise from ‘Sharpener’ that, I may breakdown the tip and I could become something that I am Not,  I may not be able to Behave properly on pages and so on Lines which will eventually  effect on Book , sometimes I could become Livid and Endure the