This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
Fantasy is a world,
Which doesn’t exist.
It exists only in our mind.
Fantasy is a space,
Where the best of our imagination takes place.
Fantasy is such a time,
Where we are the only winners existent.
Fantasy can be a beautiful thing,
It can be hazard too.
Whichever path you choose,
Choose it wisely.
Be fantastic,
Be fantasy full,
And always be happy.
Adios!
Yawling like a mad man,
His day begun.
He went on yawning and still continued his work.
Yawning like a mad man,
He had his food.
But his yawns didn’t stop.
Yawning like a mad man,
He kept on gulping air after air,
Yet his yawns didn’t stop.
Yawning like a mad man,
He went infront of his boss,
Who gave him the day off.
Yawning like a mad man,
He went back home,
And yawned infront of his wife four times.
But when his little son kissed him,
All his yawns went flying out the door.
He took his son in his arms,
And gave him many kisses.
All was well and he played with his son,
He wrote an email to his boss apologizing for his odd behaviour.
And that’s all.
Adios!
There is a trader who only eats and sleeps.He can’t stay awake for long.
In ten hours of his business time, you would find either dozing or eating nuts or munching a bar of chocolate.
If you ask him, “Aren’t you interested in selling your wares?”
The trader would reply ” Please, let me sleep in peace.I am busy dreaming about my future stores.”
And people would leave him at that.
Later on his wife took over the store and it did good business. Atleast, it was better than being run by her sleepy husband.
Yet, you could find the trader sleeping in his shop.He used to sleep sitting on a chair in a corner of his shop.
Once his father-in-law visited the store and found him sleeping, while his daughter was running the store.
At night when the trader returned home, the father-in-law, threatened to take his daughter back home, if he didn’t stop sleeping and eating.
The trader was so afraid of his father-in-laws dictum, that from the next day, he kept on washing his face every half an hour to remain awake. He managed to run his shop. Though his yawning wouldn’t stop.
Why he was so scared of his father-in-law? I will write about it some other time.
Adios!
My long black hair,
Ironed and straight.
My shirt is white,
And my pant is red.
When makeover is complete.
I am ready for a party.
Ready for my friends,
Whom I will meet there.
We will dine, drink and dance and go absolute.
We will be finished in a mess.
And will be out from the crowd.
I have stressed myself.
And myself got out.
On my bed I fell asleep.
Next I will think when the sun will peep.
It will touch my eyes,
And will say why all these,
When I am so nigh.
Adios!
In my society,two small children play cricket regularly.They are best friends.
I know both of them.
One evening while we were taking a walk, Ma and me, both of us saw them playing.
We completed few rounds of walking and sat down on a bench.Those kids were playing nearby. The game had taken a turn. It was a tough competition between the two of them.
The one who wins, would get the best seat in the bus the next day. So the little chap who was batting, was trying his best to cover the stumps with his whole body and with his bat. While the fellow who was bowling was aiming more at the middle stump.
Neither the batsman was able to score more runs nor was the bowler was able to take the wicket of his friend.
It was a funny sight to watch them play. We got up and went out to buy few groceries and when we came back they were still playing and both them were giving tough competition to each other. We laughed in our hearts and went home. The outcome of the match was unknown to us. Yet whosoever won the match would definitely get the best seat in the school bus the next day.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 