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The Weekly Holidays.

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The weekly holidays,

Are the best time around.

For frolicking,

For rejuvenating.

For being extra happy.

For singing.

For a dance.

For writing.

For cooking.

For jumping like a mad chap whenever you get the chance.

For sleeping till whatever time you want in the morning.

The weekly holidays,

Are the time of utmost relaxation,

Of studies which done with seriousness,

Might bring some good.

The weekly holidays,

Are the best the things which have been invented,

Be sure to spend them cheerfully,

Wisely and happily.

For they are the weekly holidays,

The gift from God,

To the ever struggling mankind,

To take a day or two of rest,

And rejuvenate yourself,

And be happy, merry and free from tension,

And sing a song or two,

Just like me.

Adios!

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For The Young Boy.

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For the young boy,

The rock was his place area,

He would jump up and down over there.

He would bring all his friends over there.

They had build a palace over there,

Of small stones, sands and twigs.

For the young boy,

It was all nice and beautiful.

The birds would eat grains from his hand directly,

That rock, those stones,

All those things were as marvellous as the most magnificient,

It was his happiness, his joy, his everything,

That he had kept with him,

Always in the treasure house,

In his beautiful heart and,

He remained happy in his world,

For that was his kind.

Adios!

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My Dance.

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I run across the distances,

And I find them all.

I dance, I sing,

I do a twist in a whirl.

When asked-“Why do you dance?”

I replied-“Oh! It’s my whim,

Which talks to me.”

I am jubilant,

I am worthwhile,

Just give me a chance,

And I will show you my true spirit,

And make you visible to yourself,

While, you thank me,

I bow my head,

With pride and I asking you humbly,

“Sir/ Ma’am, can you watch me dance for a while?

It’s my bread,

My life,

My friend,

My God,

It’s all in all,

And without it,

I can’t stand any tall.”

Adios!

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A Walk In A Park.

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A walk in a park.

Is a longing which many have just before the dusk.

To walk means to be happy.

To be happy,

Means to be prosperous.

A walk in a park,

Isn’t a matter of joke.

Many simply fizzle out,

Just two days are doing it.

“Oh our legs are cramped.”

“Oh I can’t take it anymore.”

“The evenings are very hot now a days.”

This are the common excuses,

Which we all hear.

But the truth is,

A walk in the park,

Is done by many,

Loved by uncountable number of people,

But it is a dream for billions,

And we are one of those.

Maybe one day,

The doors of a beautiful park,

Will open up for us.

Do take a walk in the park,

And see how your day changes.

Adios!