- Health how important it is
- Living style-poor and rich
- My love for India
- People say but i dont know what i am
- When you feel routine
- Your feet touched by my untouched heart
- My wait my age as i live
- why the alcohol told to drink
- Lost so much but still I see.
- Expenses
- Sometimes life………
- Regional news
- Happy dasara
- I got my vote did you??
- My best season is winter
- My life
- Love a language unspoken
- I am missing you
- Re-living
- Our ecstacy
- My Strength i rechecked
- My penance
- Dear Man
- My home
My eyes ny heart my voice
All together wait for days
As it approaches each day going to past i come near to my primordial reason to live to see my son and my husband
No matter what people may think is what ecstacy i feel my happiness is surrounded with my family
My son asking me to come
My husband showing the heaven That we are getting sick of seeing each other
The days arrive counting each day each month the longing eyes longing heart longing voice
We comingle we treasure the seconds hours and days to survive
As i think of my day i am going to see them…
Jessy Jacob










