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 day blossoms,
Like a flower in a nice pot.
When the sun rises,
The day begins.
A day blossoms,
When a baby laughs,
And keeps on laughing for every now and then.
A day blossoms,
When Ma makes food for me,
Which fills my stomach with happiness and bliss.
The bliss is everlasting.
A day blossoms,
When the office gets over.
With the bag in one hand,
A man comes home for rest, supper and sleep.
Which does him more good,
Than what his job can do for him forever.
Adios!
When the resolve is firm,
We are going to sing a song.
What kind of song,
That we don’t know,
But hell or heaven,
We will definitely sing the song.
When the resolve is firm,
Good marks are got,
But if teachers are crooked,
Then you are sure to rot.
When the resolve is firm,
The big clock will sound,
“Dong, dong and dong”.
When the resolve is firm,
The batsman is sure to hit a six,
But it might be a four as well.
When the resolve is firm,
You can definitely buy an ice cream,
But have it before it melts.
When the resolve is firm,
Prosperity can be got, money acquired and fame handled.
But even the most firm resolve,
Can’t get you God’s love.
God’s love is unique, special and very big boon,
Which can’t be got even with thousand askings.
It can be got with you being yourself.
If you even have a tiny drop of love in you,
Then it may take eons or might take a day or a minute or a second or millisecond, etc , but one day definitely you will feel God’s love.
When the resolve is firm,
The world becomes too small.
Adios!
A big biscuit,
In a small boy’s pocket,
Brings a sense of happiness to him.
He says that,
” Food is there with me.
So I can play around,
Dance and sing a song;
Yet if I feel hungry,
I have a big biscuit with me.
It is good thing that,
Ma gave me two more biscuits.
I had one on the way,
And the rest are in my shirt pocket.
I may gobble up all three of them together.
With a big crunch,
I would have them all”.
A big biscuit,
In a small boy’s pocket.
Adios!
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Trust and chance,
Is what very few get.
Trust is God’s boon,
And so is chance.
Chance is a rare happening.
Trust is what makes a man prosper,
But being too trusty towards someone,
Is a downside, while chance may or may not come again.
Trust and chance, go hand in hand.
Be sure to use them in proper place im good wit.
Adios!
Did you see the line?
Which no one has drawn.
Did you see the line?
Which everyone talks about?
Did you see the line?
Which was green yet red.
Did you see the line?
As it flew from A to Z.
Did you see the line?
Which was produced out of thin air?
Did you see the line?
Which you drew, yet it was already existing?
Did you see the line?
Which runs on your forehead, on your palms and below your feet?
There are many of them.
But the line which matters the most is the one which connects us with our mother, father and God.
Take care of that good line.Never ever leave it.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 