Can Bee Fly, Up On The Sky, Lenthen The Wings, Dilate and sing Singing, Dancing, Clapping, Swaying, A Flight with Plume, My Plume, Plume of Spell bee, Magic Bee, Of Course my Bee can Fly, My Bee, Garden Bee, Hive Bee Honey Bee, Waxy Bee, Buzzing Bee, Having a posture on the swing Swaying on the Swing, Laughing on the swing, Buzzing on the Swing, Sipping Nectar on the Swing, Swaying on the swing, Swing back, Swing forth, Swing Forth and Forth Forth up to the Sky, A Blow of spell Bee A Thrush of Spell Bee, Propels My Bee High Up to the Sky. Indeed, My Bee Can Fly!
My online membership from BSAC endorsed my research background and enlighten my digital modelling and creativity web of open science community Amsterdam (OSCA) for research projects and grants. My Ph.D. degree certificate and a trophy become a pride indeed at the auditorium of my school of life sciences, Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi in the year 2007. I had been the prestigious accredited reviewer of the year 2012 in Journal of Drug Metabolism and Toxicology. Appreciation certificate for Life Membership from South Asian Management Association and Editorial Board Membership certificate from Edwin Incorporation, has become a passion for my research approach. I would be gratified for the recommendation in the field of Life Sciences for the passionate research and teaching to help social welfare. I am sponsor of spell bee from St Joseph Group of Institution and I affectionately review the novels and story books.
In velvet depth, a red, red rose,Beneath the sun’s soft, golden close.Its petals spread, a fervent flare,Against the sky, so vast, so bare.A symbol of a love so bold,In scarlet hues, its stories told.Not in grand halls, but fields wide,Where silent promises reside.Through seasons’ shift and time’s slow dance,It stands in bloom, in vibrant stance.A…
On the 8th of April, in twenty-four,The day turned night, as myths of yore.A total eclipse, a celestial feat,Where sun and moon in darkness meet.The sky darkened in midday’s embrace,A shadow raced in a silent chase.Across the lands, eyes turned above,In wonder, awe, and silent love.For moments, time seemed to freeze,As light bowed out with…
Strawberry Moon Above, the sky dons her rouge,A blush that night cannot subdue.Silent orb, in June’s sweet bloom,Casting forth her strawberry gloom.Tides swell under crimson light,Crests of waves catch fire at night.Lovers’ glances softly communeUnder the watchful strawberry moon.Fields asleep in silver hues,Draped in midnight’s crimson muse.Fleeting guest, gone too soon,Wishes cast on strawberry moon.She…
Offerings of Daffodils Gentle hands hold daffodils,A golden offering, as tears swell.Beneath the vast, embracing sky,We gather close, with sighs that lieBetween the realms of earth and yonder,Where souls in light and shadow wander.Daffodils, in simple grace,Laid with care in this resting place.Symbols of life, once vibrant and bright,Now gifts of love, in eternal night.Each…
In the quiet of dawn,jasmine wakes,whispers to the moon’s last gleam,“I am here.”Its petals unfurl,a slow dancein the morning’s breath,pure and unassuming.The garden holds its breath,each bloom a rivalin beauty’s silent contest,yet, jasmine reignswith effortless grace.Its fragrance,a tender melodyfloating through the air,captures the essence of serenity,a soothing balm for restless souls.In the embrace of night,it…
