I am waiting for you…

I am waiting for you…
I know you do not come,
they can not come,
But why is it seems to me that you’re coming.
I am waiting for you.
Not something you do not expect.
I once,

 
Only next time you feel one,
and just drink coffee with you
I want to speak a few words with you.
It seems to me that you’re leaving everything in one day, suddenly, he’s come up and come with me.
I like the words of an expensive,
I hear it from your mouth,
but now they are vague in my memory as the candle on the table,
Recent attempts to reach a life. Sirud memories are like the candles.
do not want to pay,

 
I want to ignite,
Want to give a light to my heart, mind, my life path.
I’m waiting … waiting for me,
to tell you all,
After you what happened to me,
But something happened to me really.
I passed through storms,
Very often escaped being strangled,
And now, thank God, I have been peaceful.
Come to tell araspels …

 
Do you know what my condition now,
I am very calm
I like a lot and then becalmed sea storm. I’m on vacation.
I threw everything aside vast,
I release all my soul bridles,
I gave liberty emotions,
unrestrained emotion pouring out.

 

I’m waiting for you … I know you want to, but I can not … but anyway,

I am waiting for you…

Merry Christmas Message

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As you celebrate the glory of this miraculous season, may your home be filled with love, peace, and joy. May these blessings follow you throughout the New Year.

 

 

Joyous songs and Christmas cheer…
may laughter and friendship be yours all year!

May the miracle of Christmas fill your heart with warmth and love.
Merry Christmas!

Happy Holidays!

Christmas Day with mirth and pleasure,
comes again with wondrous pleasure!

May your days be bright,
and your heart be light!
Merry Christmas!

 

 

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My Only Mother

 

Mihran Kalaydjian Singing My Mother

Mihran Kalaydjian Singing My Mother

Lyrics “ My Mother ”
Producer: Edward Khoury & Elias Bandak
Song by Arelette Grigoryan
Arrangement by Kevork Zhamkochian
Record Labels: Paramount Studios

Mino Element Band Members

Aram Kasabian – Lead Guitar
Sevan Manoukian – Drummer
Hratch Panossian – Bass
Samer Khoury – Violin
Tony Amer – Saxophone
Haim Cohen – KeyBoard
Albert Panikian – Trumpet
Nicole Del Sol – Percussion
Dana Debos – Trombone

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The most expensive
For me, my mother only,
Christmas at my mom is priceless.
-Kez I love, my dear mother.

And no matter how many years pass,
For me, this world
Is not just a woman,
We become like your looks.

I will love you forever.
My life,
I remember your words correctly;
Your sleepless nights,

Khratnerd ambiguous,
That gives us always,
May your future life.
You just do not see sorrow.

May your future life
Be beautiful spring like,
You will stay in my heart.
My whole life, my gentle mother.

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Who needs superheroes, when you have a brother !

Who needs superheroes, when you have a brother !

 

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You give me strength in times so dark,
You hold my hand when I stumble along..

You show me how to remain grounded,
When success kisses my feet..

You teach me to have faith in myself,
When things go sour and I feel blue..

You brought me closer to my passion,
Helping me in my journey of ‘Decoding Happyness’

Superheros save the world in times of crisis,
You are there for me in times, good and bad..

Who needs a superhero, when they have a brother like you 🙂

P.S.: This post is a dedicate  from my sister brother and my friend Himali Shah:) Thank you for being my super hero!

 

Writing found in my mothers Suitcase

Writing found in my mothers Suitcase – deep and complex:)

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Near The River of Wonder I walked , traveling all this way without shoes. A porcupine tree branch tapping , tapping on the window , flashing in the sun , are the first voices heard , a sound like people talking in whispers , a  sound stunning its way around in my mind too strange to believe . Only night and day , one night , one day , becoming my entire life as the moving sculptures of Christs apostles on the astronomical clock in Praque click cryptic with dials and mechanisms into a world so sublime where a skeleton , the figure of death , waits slowly , so slowly , to strike the hour . Is my friend la vagabond near ? ” Night and Day ” could be the title of a poem by Chris Nelson  or William Blake , or a sign over a cafe in…

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