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.
But in truth,
I know you.
But in truth,
I feel you.
But in truth,
I see you.
But in truth,
You are divine.
But in truth,
True and in thine.
But in truth,
The reality is different.
But in truth,
We all can shine.
But in truth,
You were there.
But in truth,
We all were.
But in truth,
It isn’t easy.
But in truth,
It all was, will be and ever wil be.
So was the sky, the moon, the earth and the all Glowing Sun.
And so are we.
Adios!
Was supposed.
To meet you there.
Was Supposed,
To eat bread and jam.
Was supposed,
Write a letter.
Was supposed,
To see the birds fly.
Was supposed,
To pack a sandwich.
Was supposed,
To paint a picture,
Was supposed,
To sing.
Was supposed,
To do a lot of things.
Was supposed.
Adios!
Yesterday was Sunday. I don’t know what had happened. But all the teams which play cricket in the stadium near my house, came to the stadium but didn’t play cricket. Most of them sat on their bikes (which were allowed in the stadium) and had a good chit chat. It appeared that the group which was suppose to bring cricket bats for playing had given the other groups a slip and there was nothing play cricket with. So after an hour, the remaining teams went to a nearby shaded area and started playing catch-catch with the tennis ball. I had fun watching them play catch-catch, as it is a game which I love playing. The boys looked happy and it seemed they had more fun playing catch-catch than playing cricket as everybody got a chance to catch the ball.
It was happy day. Play catch-catch and enjoy.
Adios!
An explanation.
An explanation is all what we all need.
An explanation,
Please let me give it.
An explanation,
Why mothers make food so beautifully?
An explanation,
Why taxes are so high?
An explanation,
Why holidays are less?
An explanation,
Why salaries are so low,
When profits are so high?
An explanation,
Why can’t we play all day along?
An explanation,
Why do we all need to attend school?
An explanation,
Can’t we all be peace loving and be just to ourselves?
An explanation,
Why getting full marks in mathematic is so hard?
An explanation,
Why being a topper is so much in demand?
An explanation,
Why do we all need explanation for each and everything?
When there is nothing to explain!
Adios!
The results are what all await,
The results are what which make our fate.
Most of the time,
They are highly unfair,
Yet we have to accept them,
Without any protest.
Exams are based on results,
Which doesn’t give any merit.
Merits are only found in one’s self.
But a meritorious soul is very hard to find.
Results are what we all await, In anxiety, in tension,
In pray to Our beloved Lord,
Yet when they come,
We stand still,
As if time has stopped,
When they are announced our heart beat rises.
After they are declared we all are relieved.
We are the ones who run after results,
But we can do better without waiting for them.
The results don’t build our lives,
We do.
The results are not important.
We are.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 