Things that I missed!!!

The lovely world which I had,

For the life which I was glad..

But there were things which were frisked,

For there were many things which I missedL!

There were so many who were playing,

They had loads of reasons for merry and making,

I had to make reasons even for partying,

For I was in an orthodox surrounding!

The lovely dresses which I saw,

The dreams and wishes which were so raw,

There were lots which I wanted to own someday,

But they were all destined to get crumpled in one day!

I wish I had learnt cycling,

I would have moved around the world riding,

My life would have been the happening,

With so much of fun as the upcoming!

But when it comes back to the ground,

I feel nowhere in the hound.

For I know everything around,

Which is required to be in the bound!

I am an artist though not a scholar,

I am a cook though not a chef,

I hope my children enjoy their being,

For which I spare my life in their upbringing!

I wish I get a chance to learn again,

Not for me, but at least to instill in their brain,

But there were things which were frisked,

For they were the things which I missed!

dedicated to my sis:)

Me @ work!

Setting the challenge,

And rising up in the bar,

I dream everyday to reach the star!

Situation comes which afflicts my aim,

People’s demands which goes always in vain,

No matter however the ways are,

I still dream to reach the star!

Accolades help me slog,

This makes me write up in the blog,J

I end up becoming a workaholic,

Even though I am a little frolic!

Wishes set and targets on bet,

I never make my lazy mind set.

But working harder even in pain,

Is all which is required in the game!

Recovering my way, I stand up again,

Set up my head and walk in the rain,

Lifting the leg and moving a step is tedious,

But it is worth for it makes me more curious!

All these but usually go beyond the par,

But it makes me deserve reach the star,

Happy am I and work hard again,

And yet go with dreaming sameJ!

Does the chicken's body make the shell and fill it with the white and yolk, or does it make the white and yolk and then wrap the shell around it?

In yet another absolutely amazing display of nature's prowess, the contents of the egg are wrapped in a perfect, seamless, incredibly strong shell as though by magic! Eggs are objects of art.

It turns out the chicken has little to do with the formation of an egg's shell -- the egg actually grows the shell around itself! It does this using processes that are also seen in bones and seashells.

Around the egg is a membrane, and evenly spaced on the membrane are points where columns of calcite(a form of calcium carbonate) form. These columns stack together side by side to form the shell.The calcite is basically floating in solution around the shell, and it deposits on the shell like a forming crystal. The egg grows its own shell!