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.
The college girl,
Had joined the college,
And was looking bright and anew.
She wanted to play, laugh and dance,
As the days of college were new.
She made some friends on the first day of the college.
And went around.
The college seemed a place of magic to her,
As here she would achieve beyond and beyond.
The beyond was her asking,
She wanted to be a star.
We wish the college girl,
The best of luck,
May her stars favour her.
Adios!
A drawing of the college girl.
Adios!
The baby giraffe was born in Sydney,
Where he had eight toys to play with.
The enclosure where they used to stay was large enough for seven giraffes.
He had two brothers and a sister.
The sister was very disciplined and was named Samantha.
Peter and John were his brothers.They weren’t naughty, but both of them preferred to play alone.
The baby giraffe was named Pistachio the second,
As there were two pistachio trees inside the enclosure and he liked to play around and them.
Pistachio the second, drinks a lot of milk and the zookeeper supplies him with ten bottles of it.
He has now grown to be a little stronger giraffe and plays with a big toy teddy bear. He is still a lot younger.
His mother, Margaret would spend half of her time taking care of him, and his father would sing him a song often.
Well the family of giraffes are now moving from Sydney to Vienna, and when their new exhibit opens, I shall write more about them.
But there shall be a big surprise waiting.
Adios!
The seamless sky,
Is very beautiful.
It runs from one end to the another end,
But the ends don’t meet.
The seamless sky is magnanimous and
Full of God’s imagination.
It’s where the angels play and have lot of fun.
But the clouds say “statue”,
When they become tired,
They drink a lot of cloud water,
And sing a little song.
Just like the humming bird,
The angels fly backwards,
Simply, because the sky is vast,
Doesn’t mean that it won’t bask.
It basks in its own glory,
And stays happy.
It is the seamless sky,
Oh! What a view atlast.
Adios!
The night is not very dark.
Its just that the sun has gone over to the other side.
Night itself is beautiful,
Wherein lies the best of the sky.
The stars are clear,
The birds are back to their homes.
The clouds have dissipated,
And the milky way is vast and all around,
And looks as if it is very old but new.
The stars are old friends of mine,
So are the mountains,
These are divisions in between which make the unknown seen.
The countries which are glowing in the far away lands,
Are often sought after as the nights there are seemed to be different, though they are not.
The night is same for all, but people and their mind set are what, which makes the divisions existent.
The night is a time when all must rest.
The owls must do their duty and keep on rotating their heads.
The night is a time,
When a child hears a story from his mother.
In such beautiful nights life becomes dearer and dearer.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 