Amateur scribbles

The road is fresh and wet with rain, While the car barrels like a bullet train. Out of blue the sky pours down again, On the road trying to hide but in vain. The fields alongside are lush with paddy, Beautiful are those transplanting ladies. Thunders rumble, the sky darkens , I open my parasol , yet i feel shaken. Ahead of me a lady is walking quick, Bare under the rain she look wet and slick. Hairs long and the jeans tight, sandals red, Ratatat of those sandals , slip into my head. I wish she turn her back , so I see her face, Atleast I hasten my steps ,so catch her apace. From under my blue colored umbrella, She looks troubled like a poor drenched Cinderella. A Car comes pass me and pull over near her, I watch as she hop- in to vanish like thin air. Over the bent on the road afar, He gets away with a Cinderella in his car.

Over the years it has become increasingly difficult to get a decent job despite qualification.  Unemployment rate is shooting up and it will seemingly continue. The simplest logic is that our country is small and the population is ever magnifying. So we cannot simply go on blaming gov for the lack of jobs, instead it's time we look for greener pastures elsewhere , not necessarily in the gov or private service's. Farming in today's world is way stigmatised, and more of younger generation displaying indifferent attitude towards it. That said, there are people with qualified background, renouncing even  their job and taking up such venture .There are people willing to push against the odds and accomplish big dreams. It would be unfair to say  that gov jobs simply warrant our survival . There thriving and prospering in gov service is bleak. In fact to get the facts straight there are  civil servants who struggle even  to make their ends meet.  High rent, living standards, e

It  was at decehnphu. I had never even dreamt that the day would have such a tremendous impact on my life. The single incident just; turned the tide which was restrained within me . Let me not bit around the bush,  point is I had a cross. I crossed with my intimate a highschool friend. That was just a coincidence but listen Its something more than just a cross. The friend of mine got some company, two girls.; It was that moment which knitted a new episode in my life story. By nature I am not a quick person but listen I got her number quicker than I anticipated. Again it is nothing surprising because you know I have; put my friend into use. Well,what is the use of having the contact, when I lacked the stomach to call. Few days I scrolled her contact and did not diall ,very effortless. I typed her number and then erased it altogether, I did that many times. Atlast , I besought the help of my friend again. It eased my situation. He has done the introduction, rest was my job. Things ass