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Caged…

~ Joyce Mary J ~ 19 Comments 


Never thought of going to prison,
But it seems like it's the season,
To cage myself in my thought,
And to watch what my life has brought.
The good, the bad and the worst,
Creeping in my mind to be the first,
Even thoughts are competing against each other,
As they are too proud to follow another.
Why does this competition never cease?
Everyone wants to be the best at their ease.
One after another, they just come and go,
Leaving their trails, so deep and thorough,
Scribbling their signatures in my mind,
Making sure that there is no escape to outside.
                   -JMJ

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Honesty is still the best policy….

~ Joyce Mary J ~ 9 Comments

Nowadays, we find a lot of people around us who love to twist the truth for their own benefits. They don’t mind even if it tarnishes the character of a person or hurts a person to an extent that it can cause mental imbalance. Only thing that these kind of people care, is their own safety and reputation.

Let me tell you a story about two nurses, a staff nurse and a senior nurse. One day, it was noticed during the pharmacy check that some of the drugs of a patient were missing as there was no record of it being given to the patient. It came to the notice of the ward manager that those two members of the staff were working on the day when the patient was discharged. Both of them were summoned. The staff nurse knew that it was her senior who discharged the patient but as it happened a while ago, she could not recollect what really happened. So, she told the ward manager that she really doesn’t remember. The senior staff member blamed the junior one for the incident, even though she knew that it was her mistake. The pharmacist found out later that the medicines were given to the patient but the problem was in the documentation. If only, the senior staff could have told the truth that she forgot to sign, the junior one didn’t have to go through all the tension and insult.

Who do you think that you feel like giving respect, the staff nurse or the senior nurse? Does the position or status of a person is more valuable than the virtues of another? Do you think that you will benefit more with dishonesty and lies and also that those profits are really profits? Do you think that accepting our mistakes can make us less honored?

One of the virtues that I really value is honesty and I really think that if a person can’t be honest then he or she cannot be trusted. I also think that if a person can’t own up their mistakes, then they have a weak character. To lie and to put our fault on someone else’s head is a grave mistake than the one originally committed. It not only causes problems to an innocent person but also takes the chance to correct our mistakes and to make things right. Being honest can be difficult, but in the long run that will give us the true happiness and success in the life.

If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.

Virginia Woolf

It’s discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit.

Noël Coward

Whoever is careless with the truth in small matters cannot be trusted with important matters.

Albert Einstein

Honesty is the first chapter of the book wisdom.

Thomas Jefferson

It takes strength and courage to admit the truth.

Rick Riordan

You can fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but you can not fool all of the people all of the time.

Abraham Lincoln

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Happiness..

~ Joyce Mary J ~ 20 Comments

Happiness is holding someone in your arms and knowing you hold the whole world.

Orhan Pamuk

I thought of drawing something today and this is what came out. I can’t believe that she is growing up so fast that I won’t be able to carry her anymore soon.

They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.

Tom Bodett

Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.

Roy T. Bennett

Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.

Dalai Lama XIV

The best way to cheer yourself is to try to cheer someone else up.

Mark Twain

Spring on it’s full swing

~ Joyce Mary J ~ 26 Comments

When nature is at it’s best, all we can do is admire it’s beauty and be grateful for all the blessings of God..

Can’t take another step…
Flower shower
A meeting with the clouds
Rejuvenation
A view from my window

All these pictures were taken today while having a walk with my daughter on my phone. These views gave me so much joy and relaxation that I cannot explain. I hope that you will like them too.

A Forgotten Mother

~ Joyce Mary J ~ 22 Comments 


What takes a heart to be at rest,
To not to think of all the days which were the worst.
What takes a mind not to wander to,
All the way back which were never meant to.
However I try, I can't call them back,
It's like they have been taken from someone in the past.
Haunting memories of an innocent smile,
Blue eyes with an ocean inside,
The days were so wonderful with you on my side,
All those pictures are talking to me and tearing me from inside.
When all mothers are celebrating the day with their children by their side,
All I can hope is you are at rest with no pain to cry,
Oh my baby! I hope you are having a good time with God by your side.
-JMJ

Dedicated to all the mothers who lost their children.

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The Pretence

~ Joyce Mary J ~ 33 Comments 
So how's this, this mask?
Do I look pretty? Do I look smart?
Tell me, what is my role today?
Should I just keep my eyes dry or should I also wear a smile?
All those bruises can be made unseen,
With a make up and no one will ever be keen,
To question how fake is the smile,
Or am I living a lie?


An abuser lives in all of us,
Some find happiness in other's tears,
Beating up, mocking up and blocking everything what is dear,
Others like to turn a blind eye making me to wish that the death is near,
Never reach out but love to give a long sigh,
All I want is someone to sit beside,
No need to talk, just hold my hands tight,
It's another day as I can see the light,
I should be ready for the people outside,
So tell me, how's this, this mask?
Do I look pretty? Do I look smart?
                  -JMJ
Dedicated to the victims of all kinds of abuse who manage to wear a mask everyday and pretend to be okay.

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What’s Your Status?

~ Joyce Mary J ~ 28 Comments

Clearing my exams with distinction

Looking forward to get the admission

They stopped me on my way and asked me

Hey girl, what’s your status?

Finishing my college with flying colors

Preparing myself to get my dream job and put some feathers

I found people on my way who asked me

Hey girl, what’s your status?

When I thought I found a perfect match

We could live forever with love in our hearts

But again, I was surrounded by people who asked me

Hey girl, what’s your status?

Hearing those questions all along

Starting to question myself whether I’m alone

I found the answer to that question inside me

So now, when people surround to ask me

Hey girl, what’s your status?

Looking in their eyes and standing on my ground

You know what I say, this is my status.

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Soulful Eyes

~ Joyce Mary J ~ 26 Comments 

Standing two feet away from me,
I knew that you were watching me.
All I could see were your eyes,
Flames of fire burning my eyes.


I couldn't stop myself but to stare,
Wondering what else must be there.
I remember those eyes from somewhere else,
Is that from this life or the previous ones?


Are they meant to pierce my body, soul and mind?
All those questions were passing through my mind.
Those eyes were so deep and soulful,
That I could drown myself and be grateful.


When we got distracted from the people around,
I knew that those eyes will just linger around.
May be not in this life but surely in my dreams,
Ahh! I think it's time to wake up from my sleep and say goodbye to my dreams.
                     -JMJ

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A Letter To My Younger Self….

~ Joyce Mary J ~ 8 Comments

Dear my younger self,

It’s been a long time that I didn’t write to you. But you know that I miss you a lot. We had such a wonderful time together. I still remember those days where I was still learning not only the academic stuff but also about the society and the world itself. That was the time where I started to broaden my mind and started accepting the people from different backgrounds. I went to several states, saw people who spoke different languages and followed different culture and traditions. You made so many friends and some of them are so good that I can keep for lifetime and share my secrets. You learned about technology including computer which is helping me now to connect with my parents and friends even though we are miles apart. You read so many books and gave me a wonderful space to hide each time. Your sleepless nights with your friends where you roamed the streets enjoying street foods gave me sweet memories to remember for the life.

I’m not afraid to tell you that you did some mistakes too. You were so poor in making decisions about your own life which had a great impact on me later. You were so naive to trust people who were not good enough for your time and attention and got hurt so many times. Sometimes, you were so stubborn to accept the facts because you thought that you were right and were not even thinking about other possibilities. Lack of wisdom made you to jump on certain opportunities and then to get disappointed later. You didn’t have the patience to wait for the best ones to come and opted for the things which you thought were good for the time being.

I know that I gave you a list of mistakes that you did which affected me a lot but I want to assure you that I love you a lot. It’s because of you, who made me who I’m today. I learned a lot from all the mistakes you did. Time made you to go for a trial and error method and I got all the results. You gave me bitter and sweet memories which is essential for a good life.

At last, I want to tell you that I would really like to visit you but you know that it’s not possible. I will always keep you in my thoughts as you are so dear to my heart.

With love,

Your older self

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