“No matter how dense the dark clouds are, they cannot keep the sun rising.”

Sometimes even against all odds, your heart asks you to BELIEVE and to clasp hope as firm as possible.

Not only the rainbows but the storms too appear in your sky in the divine timing.

Your heart deserves love, not emptiness.

Sometimes you yourself create storms in your rather calm sea.

Find your home in yourself.

Trying once more is the key to make even destiny sway.

Hardships make you glow.

Nothing happens all of a sudden, but eventually.

Never let the passing clouds hold the position of the permanent sun in your life.

Even after so many years, I still wonder – Do I know poetry or the poetry know me?

God’s role is to show you the way, to make a move or keep standing is yours.

Listen to your heart, with all your heart.

The choice you made is good. Keep walking.

Unsaid words, weigh the most.

Of all the things you carry in your heart, let grudges never find a place.

What eyes see perishes. What heart feels remains.

Economic growth without social progress lets the great majority of the people remain in poverty, while a privileged few reap the benefits of rising abundance.

In spite of everything, I shall rise again.

The Seventh Sense – Women who build nations learn to love men who build nations learn to love children building sand castles by the rising sea.

Challenges will keep coming. And I’ll keep rising up to them.

For each of us as women, there is a dark place within, where hidden and growing our true spirit rises, beautiful and tough as chestnut stanchions against our nightmare of weakness.

The rising tide lifts all the boats.

Many things have fallen only to rise higher.

There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.