Does anyone remember the famous rhyme of all time:
“FIVE LITTLE DUCKS WENT SWIMMING ONE DAY…
Over the hill & far away……”
Motherhood has brought in a change in my perspective about life and the things or the situations I witness. The good news is that the change is for the better! 😇😍
Have a nice day peeps!
Much ❤
~Shambhavi
Thunder clad monsoons
of the city that never sleeps,
came with power cuts
that kept us warm!
United us all
under one roof;
from sipping adrak wali chai
to hogging sizzling fritters, &
with transistors blaring
in the background.
Those days were the best-
our childhood days;
Now, here I’m-
reminiscing the old memories &
cherishing each moment
And I can’t cease to smile.
~Shambhavi
Rejoice and reminisce. Once upon a time, on a lovely day in the month of July, the 28th Ultimate Solace was born!
To the awesome 4 years and the many more to come, here goes a big round of cheers.
I’m obliged, rather blessed to have wonderful readers like You! It’s has been a hell of a ride but with you all by my side, with your writeups that make my day and the encouraging comments that inspire me to write better, post often and most important of all to write what’s on my mind.
To each and everyone of You, I would love to send my warm regards and gratitude.
I wish to read more, write more and post more. Please do visit Ultimate Solace for some love for the soul and frankness that comes automatically without any provocation.
Have a great weekend one and all.
~Shambhavi
When autumn arrives
Hug yourself tight my dear
Don’t wither away!
~Shambhavi
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Now you can Follow me on Instagram too:
Helloo everyone,
Finally I’ve created an Instagram account solely for Ultimate Solace.
You can now follow me on Instagram too.
Here’s my username,
Do follow me on Instagram for more posts and quotes.
Have an amazing day guys.
Lots of love❤
Shambhavi Bhardwaj
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Lol Away.
~Shambhavi Bhardwaj
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Good afternoon fellow bloggers,
I’ve been following few comical channels on YouTube & I would love to start some kind of comedy challenge out here at WP.
What’re your views??
Let me know down below in the comment section and if you do come up with some ideas jot it down too.
DISCLAIMER: 》》》■■■Something that is feasible and we all can have a great laugh everyday. Just plain comedy with no sarcasm or criticism.■■■《《《
It’s something I’m asked quite often.
Why do I write?
I guess it’s pretty much obvious. But, if you may ask Me, it’s because I would like to have my thoughts down on a paper. I need some clarity.
It’s a desire to know more about my thoughts and how my mind is designed. It’s basically having my life in a poem, but they say words won’t suffice and that’s why my dear, I might write an endless tale, an emotional poem, an angry debate in the form of a prose and a fairytale for the fantasies of life and yet again my words would fall short to say what I have on my mind.
That chaos, it needs an outlet and my writing gives that to me.
A beautiful expression of love, simplicity and complexities of life, roaring anger or just grave sadness or exploring creativity. It’s all in writing.
I hope you get that.
Good day to all of You,
~Shambhavi
“The best thing about rain is,
Every drop that falls on earth
Makes it beautiful.”
A puddle to the paper boats
A child adorned with a smile
An answer to the parched cries
Of farmers nationwide.
A cup of coffee that comes along
With couples with fingers entwined
Or with a soul in solitude.
Soothing green to eyes glued
To technology ruining our youth.
A train running late when
All you want to do
Is stop and enjoy the monsoon.
That umbrella over your head
That wind in your hair
That smile embracing your lips
That flicker of naughtiness in your eyes.
And;
All that resonates with life
Yours and Mine.
~Shambhavi
That ‘me’ within needs no tongue to express
It’s mal-functional when I’m in distress.
I wonder what I’ve on my mind
Whether an extraordinaire or the daily rind.
It’s not the unexpected turn of events I fear
Is it the plain pressure what they call of peer?
Oh Madame moiselle, I may correct you
Hello how are you? How do you do?!
Not just exchange of few verbal bizarre
At times, my mouth goes topsy turvy over par
I’m scared of nothing but my mistakes
Pardon me, I’ll try to pull the brakes
Over this very fear
I promise never to shed any tear
Over the matter so menial
As a matter of fact I’m being real.
I hate pleasing
As a matter of fact, that word isn’t appealing
At all I must add a few
It’s not just that I hate one or two
There are many that makes this ‘me’
Fall of the curve, down that C
Verbal diarrhoea they say
Has no cure whatever may
I tried hard and harder not to fail
My sea is mine and my boat is all mine to sail
Cease, is what I could afford
But, what do I do of all the emotional load?
Some say, suppress it, some say express it
When I do as they say, they don’t suffer one bit
At last I now know of that,
It’s your life, wear your choice of hat
Dress like a stripper or a clown
Up you go or down you drown
You got your soul
Hold yourself and up you roll
Your sleeves of wisdom
Continue your tandem
Beats of expression
Leave it all, have no tension.
~Shambhavi
ULTIMATE SOLACE 