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.
A tiny fragment of a sound,
Reached my ears,
I searched everywhere for its source,
And at last found that,
My pen had fallen.
As I bent to pick it up,
I noticed that an old blackened eraser,
Was jumbled up in spider webs,
I rescued it from its “spidery” condition.
The tiny fragment of sound made me realize,
That a person never gets old of his habits,
Be they good or bad.
Lesser the bad ones,
Much the better.
Adios!
A jacket from Paris,
Was gifted to me by my friend.
It was a red coloured one,
With a flower emblemed on it.
We found it to be grand,
And quite beautiful.
And in its inner pocket was a note from my friend-
“To you my dear friend, from Paris,
With melody, love and happiness.”
With the jacket there was a music CD of a famous singer,
It was a limited edition.
I couldn’t thank my friend enough.
Adios!
Upon a hill,
Came a rabbit,
Whose name was Bill.
He had a cousin,
Who was also named Bill,
And his little sister was named Jill.
Now Bill, Bill and Jill,
Often went to play in a nearby abandoned palace,
Which was a remant of a big war.
One evening they found,
A golden watch hidden in the old storeroom,
And when the watch was set to the correct time,
The whole palace would come alive,
And the fairies would come in and dance,
And the pixies would make it their home,
But after an hour,
The magic used to fade,
All mystical beings to used to go away.
Bill, Bill and Jill,
Kept the watch in their toy box,
And for nearly forty years,
They kept it a secret and when the time came,
They let their children,
In on it too.
Now the magic wouldn’t fade for two hours,
And after a long wait,
They finally managed to buy that palace,
And its magic was visible only to them and to the magical beings.
Adios!
A conglomerate,
Bought an ice cream factory.
There they made,
Ice creams of chocolate, vanilla,
strawberry, raspberry, butter scotch,
blueberry, cranberry,
And pineapple flavours.
Now the things had spiced up.
A new player entered the play,
And he introduced ten new flavours,
But this old schmuck,
Stuck to his boots,
And he didn’t hang up his boots,
Instead he kept producing ice cream in the traditional way,
And he won.
The other player couldn’t even survive a year with his fashionable flavours of ice creams.
Soon a new offer came in,
Buy two and get one free.
Had it been vice versa,
Wonderful it would have been.
Adios!
A fine composition,
Written in broken notes,
And was played on a keyboard.
The composition couldn’t be heard,
As the musicians moved on,
But the tune lived on forever,
Hidden in an old diary,
Beckoning to no one.
Not even a soul knew that existed until recently,
And when it was incorporated in a film music,
It was played as an ad-lib,
Gaining much popularity,
In the insides of the music world,
There was much hulaboo,
About who had composed the tune,
And when it was known,
The hitherto musician,
Got much larger gigs,
And success was with him.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 