The Motivational Adda

In the following section, we are going to see what are the difference in Thoughts and Quotation : Thought: Whatever you think, you feel at any instant about the world can be regarded as thought. Thoughts are random, they connect your desire, pain, ambition, choice and will with the world. The thought is something that alters the way you interact with society. It is thought which let you make decisions for your next move. The thought is the inner voice of the mind it recognises the necessity and urgency of actions around you. Thought gives you the potential to distinguish between good and evil. Thoughts are random and involuntary, the imagination of human life is impossible without thoughts. It is our thoughts that differentiate us from animals. We have thoughts, imagination and will and all these give us the answer that why humans are humans and why animals are animals. Remember that, the cognition of the world lies beneath the thoughts. Besides these, Thoughts have great influence an

 Easter Morning A stone at dawn, Coldwater in the basin These walls' rough plaster imageless After the hammering of so much insistence, On the need for naming after the travesties, that passed as faces. Grace: the unction of sheer nonexistence, Upwelling in this hyacinthine freshet, of the unnamed the faceless. - Amy Clampitt More Links: Quotes:  https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/search/label/Quotes Story:  https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/search/label/Story Jane Austen:  https://themotivationaladda.blogspot.com/search/label/Jane%20Austen

 Servants They come of Peasant stock Truant from an insufficient plot Lights are shut off after dinner But the city blur enters Picks modulations on the skin The dark around them. Is brown links body to body Or is dispelled And the hard fingers Glow as the smoke is inhaled And the lighted end of tobacco Becomes an orange spot Other hands are wide Or shut, it does not matters One way or other They sit without thoughts Mouth slightly open, recovering From the day, and the eyes Globe into the dim Bur are not informed because Never have travelled beyond this silence They sit like animals. I mean no offence. I have seen Animals resting in their stall The oil flame reflected in their eyes Large beads that though protruding Actually rest Behind the regular grind Of the jaws. - Gieve Patel Explanation The poem depicts the picture of servants who were farmers someday. Nevertheless, now they are discarded from their plot, and they are now helpless. And now the peasants are leaving their plot and

We are Seven Analysis: Summary The poem  "We Are Seven"  by William Wordsworth is a conversational poem between the speaker and a little child. The poem portrays the theme of life and death to the innocence of the child who is unaware of the death of their siblings and still thought that they are seven. The poet is astonished after seeing the innocence of the child. The poet also wants to illustrate here that the passage of time brings complexity to us. At young ages, we all used to be innocent and unaware of the overloads of life problems. In the poem, the minor child is oblivious to the fact that their siblings are dead. She still sings and talks to them for the reason as if they all are still alive. Whenever does the speaker ask the child- How many they all are? She replies with great innocence that "We Are Seven!". When the speaker asks where they all live? She answers that- Two of them are in a town named  Conway , and two of them at sea, next two lie beneath t

Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no longer than a flower? O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays? O fearful meditation! where, alack, Shall time's best jewel from times chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? O, none, unless this miracle have might, That is black ink mt love may still shine bright. - William Shakespeare Theme: Sonnet 65 is the continuation of sonnet 64, in these sonnets, Shakespeare depicted the endless ravage of time on love and life. For him, Time is the ultimate destroyer, it destroys everything that anyone thinks is endless. The clutches of time are destructive, it des