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 humidity has been flying high,
For it can’t be touched with anything except precipitation or dew.
Well who cares?
The humidity,
Suddenly felt the need for its presence to be felt,
It thought hard,
And the next day morning the residents woke up to a huge blanket of fog.
Now humidity asked-“How’s that? Now do you all care?”
Adios!
The old man said no,
To any help.
To any request.
To any thing,
Which required his thought to be fared.
The old man said no to the all good things,
He said-“I am all alone,
And let my “self” sing.
Let the birds fly,
Let the world say hi,
I am an old man,
With no one save my friend,
My “hurting back.”
The old man said no,
To one and all.
Had one last request,
He said-“Can I have a bowl of ice cream?”
Adios!
An admirer who would,
Admire the painter’s work,
Was seldom seen.
He was unknown,
Thought off,
Yet he couldn’t be found.
The painter became a large master in his dimension,
And discovered many good things,
But he felt that he was missing something.
It was the admirer who had admired.
One day,
When he woke up,
He saw his admirer standing in front of him,
And it was none other than his own self,
Which he had lost a long time back,
Never to be found within.
The admirer and the admired,
Merged into one,
And that holy morning,
The painter was never again seen.
Only his work remained.
Adios!
A man went to the bazaar and asked a for big red snapper.
He bought it and went home.
Wouldn’t you believe it. The snapping he had from his wife for buying her “unfavourite” red snapper was simply unimaginable.
Adios!
A petal said to a water frog-“Have you filed your tax returns?”
The water frog-“Nah! I barely earned anything.”
Adios !
Before You Travel. 