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.
Eighteen matches
And seventy nine goals.
That was the sum total of the used football.
It belonged to Rus and his little brother Sam.
Their father was a proud peacock.
He couldn’t bear to see his sons unhappy.
The next day,
He bought them two new footballs.
But he didn’t know,
That his wife had got the torn football mended.
So, his sons had double gifts from their parents.
Both the parents and sons were very happy.
Adios!
Warm milk,
Fresh and hot,
With biscuits and the evening news,
Has its own time slot.
Warm milk,
Which is sipped slowly and slowly,
With the mind being care free,
Ah! It is the old and gold,
A glass of warm milk.
Adios!
A town in sight,
Many miles away from the milestone,
Indicating its presence.
The town in sight,
Offered hopes of jam and bread
With tea
And some warm milk.
Cows mooed around it,
That town became a small time stop,
For every traveller.
Yet it remained a small town forever.
Adios!
Deep in the forest,
Lived an old man,
Who was Lord incarnate.
He had a little birdie,
Who would gather small nuts from trees
And put them in the Lord’s basket.
The old man would select few of those nuts
And rub them together,
Bringing out the little nut beautifully from their shell.
The bird felt very happy,
On being feed by the Lord.
Then the little birdie,
Wanted an ice cream from the Lord,
Which the old man has said would take sometime.
Each morning thinking of the ice cream,
The little birdie would gallop across the skies,
In search of new adventures
And after coming back would ask Lord-” Lord, am I getting the ice cream today?”
Lord would smile
And ask it to wait.
Two days later Lord gifted the bird two large scoops of ice cream,
Eating those two scoops the birdie felt so stomach full,
That it went to sleep in Lord’s arms,
Murmuring -“Father, today I have truly reached heaven”?
Adios!
Adios
Sounds and sights,
Makes the heart glorious with delight.
Be it a horn or a ferry wheel of a circus,
They motivate us.
Sounds and sights,
Of an aeroplane flying above in the sky,
Make the children look up in astonishment,
Wonder, happiness and cheer.
Sounds and sights,
Are the very truestly integrated part of our life.
Sounds and sights,
Lets do cheer,
For the fireworks,
Do put on a brilliant display.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 