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Sunday, September 20, 2026

EVANA ABRAHAM

 


Evana Abraham

September 17, 2026

Evana's imagination goes wild

                                             Evana's imagination goes wild


                                           It's her whole day's effort

Shara queries                      

We need the artist to explain this. I am art challenged

I respond

I asked her that even before forwarding it.
She said she did that as it came.
That's why I put the caption like that

Shara resigns 

Ahh! We will have to content with that


WRITING OUT A PLAN FOR YOUR LIFE - E.L.DOCTOROW

 

According to E.L.Doctorow, writing out a plan for your life, 

"is like driving at night in the fog.  You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make

 the whole trip that way."

M D Niddheesh - Mattakandathil Dinesan Nidheesh

 


Malayala Manorama Sunday Supplement 20September2026

Look at his philosophy.

Do your job, striving to the utmost

Leave the rest to God

M D Niddheesh 

Mattakandathil Dinesan Nidheesh

Can we relate to his statement?

Can we be honest enough to state we are doing likewise?

If yes, we have to go on the way, we are.

If no, we must re-engineer ourselves

ANTHURIUM

                                                                   ANTHURIUM






                                                                     HER EFFORT





                                                          SHE TENDS THEM

LONE HIBISCUS FLOWER AMIDST THE GREEN

                                   


                                 THE LONE HIBISCUS FLOWER AMIDST THE GREEN



RAINDROPS ON THE BEAUTIFUL WHITE ROSE

 

When raindrops fall 
And settle on
The beautiful
White Rose






"At dawn the garden softly wakes,  
A silver hush the morning makes.  
Dewdrops glisten on tender leaves,  
Like crystal prayers the earth receives.  

Raindrops linger where roses bloom,  
Pearls of light in fragrant gloom.  
Each trembling jewel, a fleeting grace,  
Heaven’s tears on nature’s face.  

The lilies bow, the branches sigh,  
As droplets sparkle, then drift and die.  
Yet in their fall, a truth is shown—  
Beauty lives in moments alone.

     - Anonymous