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.
Pre printed words,
Are magic.
Open a book,
And they are there.
Look at a ticket,
Be it a bus, train or any other ticket,
They are there.
Words are magic,
And they can glorify and beautify a sentence,
Just like a rose,
Whose fragrance spreads happiness and cheer.
Adios!
In Venice,
I sat for one day,
Near the Grand Canal.
It was more of an outing,
We had sandwiches,
Breads, cupcakes and pastries.
In Venice,
I decided not to go for the gondola ride,
For very few are the days,
When the beauty and the majesty of the sun setting over it,
Can be breathed in.
Seldom are such moments.
Adios!
The stone age man,
Wrote a letter,
To the stone,
On which he was sitting.
He Wrote-“Hi, stone. Please be careful, times are changing with tunes and rings.
The telephone would be ringing soon, like a beautiful diamond zing,
I am the stone age man,
For whom nobody spares anything.
Do remember me,
I am getting old now.
The fashion is to write about the things which are sophisticated,
And forget about those which are old,
It is a bliss to be in this stone age.
For the ages ahead,
Ooh!!!!!!!!
The lesser they are talked about, better it is.
Adios!
She wants to tell me something.
Who is she?
She is a big fat cat.
Everytime I see her,
She follows me and says “Mew”
Maybe she knows a secret,
Sometimes, I give her milk,
She laps it up quickly.
Seeing me come, she stands in front of me,
And again says “mew”.
She is big,
She is fat,
And she is a cat.
Adios!
I have lost my raincoat.
I can’t find it anywhere.
Yesterday, when I left my office,
It was raining heavily.
So, I had my raincoat on,
And left for my home.
Reaching home,
Ma opened the door,
And told me to remove keep the raincoat
At the front to dry.
I did so.
Next day,
While leaving for the office,
I couldn’t find my raincoat.
I was very surprised.
For the raincoat,
Was a big object.
Not an umbrella,
That it could get lost easily.
I looked here and there,
But with no success.
So, I asked Ma-“Ma have you seen my raincoat?”
Ma replied-“No, I Haven’t.”
I was very very puzzled.
What could have happened?
I left for my office with a lot of questions going in and around my thoughts.
As soon as I reached my office,
The peon handed me my raincoat-“Sir, your raincoat.”
I was astonished beyond anything.
I asked him-“Where did you find it?”
He replied-“Sir, you had left it in the office yesterday.”
I was stunned.
“Hadn’t I worn the raincoat while leaving the office yesterday, to save myself from the rains?”
“Didn’t Ma open the door and ask me to keep the raincoat for drying at the front of my house?”
Then where from could the raincoat have appeared in the office?
Maybe I had flown home directly from my office.
Who knows?
I gave the peon fifty rupees saying-“Yeh, aapke chai pani ke liye.”
Adios!
Before You Travel. 