Creative world of nirmala james

Genetic code A genetic code passes through generations Linking the old and young Not physical, but spiritual. The lineage of goodness or badness Passes from parent to child and grandchild Continues through centuries No ribosome, messenger RNA, DNA or genes An unseen link that no science and scientists Can explain, the trick and secret of creator! When we do and think of good The soul becomes energetic and powerful The positive energy created is saved and stored Beyond the conscious and unconscious mind When we die the energy flows to the kid and kin Then to the friends he loved or to the whole world If it is a great treasure of virtues stored as in great men and saints. Do good things and think of good For betterment of fellow beings and society With out dumping evil and negatives For the health of souls and lineages Nirmala James

Why do parents weep? It is a pity to see some parents gloomy and panic in society due to their own sons and daughters whom they fed, nurtured and taught. With simple life and faith, Tolerance and hard work, Parents survived indigence and hardships, for freedom, equality and fraternity. But those children who loved posh life flirt with friends to reach afar. They slipped to the vast horizons of- Zealots and rackets of under world. They trample our tradition with indignity And punch the heart of loved ones. They ramble as rogues and frauds Sink in different kinds of misdeeds. Rape, rapine became routine and shameless. Sells narcotics and kills fellow beings, With out any mercy or guilty conscience. Corporate politicians, capitalists, God fathers of illicit nexus, Prophets of globalization and liberalization Becomes guides and inspiration. A rush of the tide lifts them up In the sky of hopes and dreams

A baby deer in Thekkady “It is nice to see humans Going through the boat They are creatures living on the land Some are nice and some are bad They can walk and jump on two legs They eat with hands and they wear dresses”. Mum told the baby deer. “Oh mum, take me with you You are so nice…..” “No baby, you can’t run faster- Wait until you grow bigger.” “Only this day take me please……” When the baby deer started her crying Mother took her to the lake side. “How beautiful, oh wonderful! But mum…. what is that sound?” “Look at the boat and human beings” “Oh... they are smiling, they are waving Children and mothers:, men of different kinds.” The young one danced and wished them’ goodbye’ They too danced and pushed to one side At a sudden they heard a loud sound The boat twisted and gone upside down Loud cries, shouts, weeps and laments echoed. Baby deer thought it as a fun and joke. Tears rolled down to her cute little body “Oh mo

He comes at night On my dreams Very confidential, Smiles at me, talks to me with salacious eyes and Secret heart, full of love the famous film star. Never a talk or touch, only in dreams. He tries to chat, Share his love. Some cute girls Pull his hands Takes him away; Not a word or touch Only in dreams and hopes I live. Nirmala james

Teena always dreamed to go beyond the golden hills.while she was looking at the hills ,shesaw a golden bird.Hesaw her and flew towards her through the goldenclouds. When his magical wings touched her,she turned to a goldenbird.They flew together over the golden hills and valleys singingthe song of love..... When the western sky became reddish and the evening cool breeze touched ,she relieved from spell and fall downto earth.She found herself lying on her bed Her colourful glass bangles fully shattered and scattered onthe floor. She wriggled and yelled......nirmalajames

There was a box ina village.It was an old wooden box.All worshipped the box.It was put there by their great great grandparents.People thought there was some precious things in the box..They were illiterate and fearful..One day a stranger came from a distant land..he was so curious to know what is inside the box..Natives didn't allow him to open the box.There was a temple cermony in the village .while the villagers were in the cermony,the strangeropened the box.Dust andpungent smell came out of the box.He saw torn papers,cloths ,bookworms and dust inside the box.Thinking about the foolishness of people the stranger went away.

Night grew calm and lonely.Her husband was away on a buisiness tour. During the day she cooked meals, cleaned the vessels and washed the cloths.. she survived on minimum food. Before embracing sleep she prayed God to give her a peaceful sleep and to guard her during the unfathomable depths of sleep..Her eyelids were flipping like petals of lotus. Slumber gathered her. She heard the sweet sound of angels songs and bells.They surrounded her and sang lullabies and then suddenly the perpetual enemy, the devil rose from her flesh .He had strong teeth, nails and muscles but he was affectionate and charming. He had a fruit with him.she loved the fragrance of it .When she was enjoing the fruit with the devil she heard the voice of God within her heart..she pushed the devil to one side .only then her husband entered the room.she was lying there with the half eaten fruit... she forced her hus to share the fruit..he shared the fruit.which was from the forbidden tree. Then they heard the v

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