🧡💌Somewhere Over the Rainbow #35 With Prats in our hearts💌🧡 - Page 113

I don't know what's going on, but it seems that this 2022 will not be much better than the previous one. Some deaths around me again. Maybe only I, when I was younger, didn't notice it, but in fact everything was the same as now. As I get older I lose more and more people in my life.

I am glad that the end of the works is very close, Padmaja. I hope that your journey will be beautiful and successful, my friend.

I don't know what is happening with our Branka and her family. I hope everyone is fine. If it happened to me that I could not enter the IF because of the password, I would open a new account.

It is similar in my country, Vibha. Officially, masks are mandatory but fewer and fewer people wear them. By the way, there is a trend in Europe to abolish all measures. I don't know if that means that the pandemic is coming to an end or if everyone is tired of the restrictions. All I know is that although the number of infected people is falling, the number of dead remains the same.

I supposeour Madi enjoys hanging out with guests.

I wish you a happy new day, friends. 🤗

I'm glad you liked the poem I set up. I found more translated ones. This is one of them

Places We Love

Places we love exist only through us,

Space destroyed is only illusion in the constancy of time,

Places we love we can never leave,

Places we love together, together, together,

And is this room really a room, or an embrace,

And what is beneath the window: a street or years?

And the window is only the imprint left by

The first rain we understood, returning endlessly,

And this wall does not define the room, but perhaps the night

Your son began to move in your sleeping blood,

A son like a butterfly of flame in your hall of mirrors,

The night you were frightened by your own light,

And this door leads into any afternoon

Which outlives it, forever peopled

With your casual movements, as you stepped,

Like fire into copper, into my only memory;

When you go, space closes over like water behind you,

Do not look back: there is nothing outside you,

Space is only time visible in a different way,

Places we love we can never leave.

Ivan V. Lalic

Originally posted by: nn027

I wish you a happy new day, friends. 🤗

I'm glad you liked the poem I set up. I found more translated ones. This is one of them

Places We Love

Places we love exist only through us,

Space destroyed is only illusion in the constancy of time,

Places we love we can never leave,

Places we love together, together, together,

And is this room really a room, or an embrace,

And what is beneath the window: a street or years?

And the window is only the imprint left by

The first rain we understood, returning endlessly,

And this wall does not define the room, but perhaps the night

Your son began to move in your sleeping blood,

A son like a butterfly of flame in your hall of mirrors,

The night you were frightened by your own light,

And this door leads into any afternoon

Which outlives it, forever peopled

With your casual movements, as you stepped,

Like fire into copper, into my only memory;

When you go, space closes over like water behind you,

Do not look back: there is nothing outside you,

Space is only time visible in a different way,

Places we love we can never leave.

Ivan V. Lalic

Thanks for sharing such poems with us Nado.🤗

Good morning friends. Have a great day.

Originally posted by: vibraj

Good morning!

Haha, Padma, imagined you fully tanned and tired, must be still looking beautiful!❤️. Love your jokes on dust and talcum powder, you have a good sense of humour!😃

Hope Suta is studying well and her papers are going fine!

Have a good day everyone, keep well, keep safe which reminds me last night we attended a marriage, no one wearing masks, felt like alien wearing one, but has COVID gone???

Originally posted by: cygnet9

Hello Rainbow Friends😊

Today visited newly contructed "statue of Equality" (statue of Ramanujacharya, which is inarguated by President and PM of India recently) situated near Hyderabad in 100acers land. This is the second tallest statue which is in sitting position. At present not fully organised but is magnificiant.

"The Statue of Equality, also referred to as the Ramanuja statue, is a statue of the 11th-century vaishnavaite Ramanuja, located on the premises of the Chinna Jeeyar Trust at Muchintal, Hyderabad.[2] It is the second tallest sitting statue in the world".

So in all walked bare foot around 100acers. Fully tanned and tired. Hope all are safe and relaxing.

Good Night all🤗

Padma, it seems you are in your LU days' mood! Come on Padma, suggest a good serial and we will be there to cheer you up.

Have a nice day. ❤️

Originally posted by: nn027

I wish you a happy new day, friends. 🤗

I'm glad you liked the poem I set up. I found more translated ones. This is one of them

Places We Love

Places we love exist only through us,

Space destroyed is only illusion in the constancy of time,

Places we love we can never leave,

Places we love together, together, together,

And is this room really a room, or an embrace,

And what is beneath the window: a street or years?

And the window is only the imprint left by

The first rain we understood, returning endlessly,

And this wall does not define the room, but perhaps the night

Your son began to move in your sleeping blood,

A son like a butterfly of flame in your hall of mirrors,

The night you were frightened by your own light,

And this door leads into any afternoon

Which outlives it, forever peopled

With your casual movements, as you stepped,

Like fire into copper, into my only memory;

When you go, space closes over like water behind you,

Do not look back: there is nothing outside you,

Space is only time visible in a different way,

Places we love we can never leave.

Ivan V. Lalic

Such a lovely image of joyful exuberance and the poem, thank you for this gem, such a wonderful thought process that anneals nostalgia, very true, places we love, we can never leave, all embedded deeply in the recesses of our minds with associated memories which make them precious, thanks for sharing Nado, hope you are good!🤗

Good morning!

How days pass, how we age and how events unfold! We are going towards the last few days of February.

Padma, very interesting the story of Shiv Parvati wedding that blessed marriages in families, hope all your wishes are fulfilled and you have a great time, visiting a religious shrine can be very emotionally fulfilling.

Have a good day everyone, always be happy!🤗

Originally posted by: cygnet9

Just one question? Does Branka really did not get through IF? Or she does not feel like coming or hope everything is fine with her, health wise/family wise. Because she is not dropping any message through someone since long.

I really hope and pray that she, Jalena and her mother are safe and good in health.

Good Night all🤗

These are unanswered questions running in everyone's minds but she has been a wonderful friend, caring and affectionate when she was with us, so let us preserve those beautiful memories and continue our saga of friendship till destiny allows us.

Hello and Good Evening Rainbow Friends😊

Madhu I am not in LU mode because I will not get that attachment with any other actors. Yes trying to bring myself to watch one mytho story which will come soon on Sony Sab where Toral will be acting as Garuda's mom. It seems it is the story of Garuda.

Vibha I will for sure explain the importance of the place I will visit. This I am not going for myself it is for my Husband's brother's son who does not have a mother. Hope he gets married soon.

Branka should come here often so that she can be cheerful like before. If possible drop a message on our behalf.

Thank you Nado for that amazing and mesmerising picture & poetry.

Good Night all🤗