Jai's Spreading Happiness And Peace

The gala glows with amber light and grace, Yet all I see is one forgotten face. The world is young, a vibrant, grand design, But void of soul since you are no longer mine. The music swells, the silver lanterns shine, But life is dust without your hand in mine. Return to crush the fragments of my soul, Make grief my crown and agony my goal. O cruelest love, come shatter me once more, And leave me bleeding on this lonely floor. I beg for wounds, for one more sharp caress, To feel your touch within this emptiness. For in my sight, your ghost is etched in fire— A gorgeous ache, a funeral for desire. My frantic eyes, like beggars in the street, Seek out your shadow in the dust and heat. They wander lost through every crowded hall, To find a ghost that isn't there at all. A thousand faces pass, a thousand lies, But none can meet the hunger in my eyes. I claim to breathe, I claim to move and be, But Life itself has turned its back on me. My pulse is but a clock that’s lost its chime, A ho...

The world may bloom in colors bright and rare, But without your soul, there’s nothing but the air. Though laughter rings and golden lights may shine, Existence fades if your hand isn't mine. Come back to ruin me, to break what’s left apart, And plant your thorns within my hollow heart. I crave the sting, I beg for one more scar, To feel your touch, no matter who you are. For in my sight, your phantom beauty stays, A lovely grief that haunts my lonely days. Though joy may dance and beauty may remain, Without your soul, the world is only pain. In every crowd, in every hollow space, These maddened eyes are searching for your trace. They wander wild, they seek what isn’t there, Chasing a ghost through cold and bitter air. My pulse goes on, a rhythm sharp and thin, But where is the life that used to beat within? My heart still thuds, a heavy, leaden beat, But "Life" has walked away on silent feet. The world is draped in gold and velvet light, Yet I am drowning in a timeless ni...

Someday Never Smiled At Me One day I realized that many of my most joyful moments weren't stolen by sorrow. They were surrendered to someday. I said I'd laugh more — later. Dance in the rain — later. Say "I love you" — later. And without noticing, my later turned into silence, then into regret. My joy didn't wait for me. My smiles didn't postpone themselves. My gratitude didn't reschedule. My happiness quietly left while I was busy planning to be happy. ✨ And suddenly, what felt boundless and forever mine — was gone. Because life didn't take my happiness all at once. More often, I lost it slowly — by assuming joy would always be waiting — just a little further ahead. The happiest moment I will ever have is not tomorrow. It was never tomorrow. It is right now. Breathing. Present. Alive. So today — I choose to smile, not when things are perfect. I choose to be grateful today — not when more arrives. I choose to spread warmth today — not when I feel more ...

 Heaven knows, oh the Heavens know, The depth of love my spirit shows. Only the Divine can truly see, How much my heart belongs to thee. Yes, Heaven knows, only Heaven knows, How deep this sacred silver flows. A world without you holds no breath, This fever of love is life and death. I’m caught in a grace I can’t explain, A beautiful ache, a holy pain. In every whisper, in every plea, I ask the stars to bring you to me. For Heaven knows, oh the Heavens know, The depth of love my spirit shows. Oh, those eyes... those haunting eyes, They stole the peace from beneath my skies. In their depths, the stars align, The whole wide world begins to shine. Oh, those eyes... those velvet eyes, Where my entire universe lies. How does love ignite its fire? How do colors bloom from desire? I find the answers when I gaze at you. What is the secret of the moon’s soft glow? How do the tides of the spirit flow? I see it all in your eyes of dew. I lose the track of day and night, Bathed in your shadow,...

🌊 What is El Niño? El Niño means the Pacific Ocean water becomes hotter than normal. This hot water changes the wind and rain patterns. For India, it is like a "heat thief" — it steals the rain that usually comes during the monsoon. ☁️ Simple Example Normal Year: Strong winds push rain clouds from the ocean to India. India gets good rain. El Niño Year: The Pacific Ocean is very hot. The hot water acts like a wall. Winds become weak, rain clouds get stuck, and India gets little rain. This causes drought. 🇮🇳 Effects on India Weak Monsoon & Drought: Less rain from June to September. Failed Crops & High Prices: Crops like rice, maize, and soybeans don’t grow well. Food becomes costly. Heatwaves: More hot days because fewer clouds block the sun. Water Shortages: Dams and reservoirs have less water. People face scarcity.

Words have all run out of breath, I have no more to say I’m sitting in a silent dark And waiting for an end.  But there is nothing left to do, And nothing left to think. I’m standing at the very edge, About to stop and sink. My feelings and my future plans Are shattered on the floor. The person that I used to be Is gone forevermore. My present is a hollow shell, My dreams have turned to dust. I’ve lost the strength to try again; I’ve lost the power to trust. I thought the Lord who made my soul Would know my spirit well. They told me He could see the truth Inside this living hell. He knows my name, He knows my face, He knows my every bone. But knowing me is not enough When I am this alone. It breaks my heart to realize, With tears upon my face, That though He sees me where I sit, He does not feel this place. To be so known, but not understood, Is the sharpest pain of all. He watches as I lose my grip, He watches as I fall. I have no more to win or lose, No hope to keep me here. The ...