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A Fork To A Spoon.

A fork to a spoon -“Let’s play football.”

The spoon-” But I can’t play for more than an hour as I have an online class to attend.”

They started the game and the time passed away like sand flowing away from one’s hand.

Two hours passed by.Their football match was still going on when Fork’s father came and caught him by the ears and made him spent the whole evening studying maths and physics.All the while he was monitoring his progress and atlast Fork was saved due to the timely intervention from his mother.

The next month Fork didn’t go out to play due to the fear of missing his online 8classes and in turn getting caught by his father.

His grades improved by twenty percent and his mother gifted him a toy bike, but his father demanded that his grades must go up by fifteen percent more.

Fork promised to do that.

In the meanwhile, spoon was being roasted by his father for scoring less marks than the first term.Spoon was having a hard time trying to make him understand that he would do better the next time.

Such was the irony.If only he had studied more and more.

curcuma powder on tablespoon and spilled on black surface

Adios!

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I Want To Play With You.

I want to play with you,

You are my old friend,

Our toys are old and treasurable.

Those times we have spent together playing were beautiful,

That’s what a friend said to the other friend,

When they met after few years.

They spent two hours playing.

Badminton, volleyball and cricket were the games played

Adios!

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The Most Pleased.

The most pleased is the man,

Who is always happy.

The most pleased is the boy,

Who doesn’t have to study for any tests.

Most pleased,

Is the dog,

Who always has biscuits and bones for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Most pleased,

Is God when he sees,

That his children are trying to do the best in this world of mud and slime.

Most pleased,

Is one’s self,

Which when happy,

Syncs with the his/her own inner core,

Achieves the best.

Adios!

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Funny That Your Nose Runs.

Funny that your nose runs,

It runs and runs and runs.

How many miles it has covered?

Is known only to God himself,

And the figures are humungous.

The slimy gooey thing which comes out,

Is simply unbelievable.

Will it ever stop?

I don’t think it ever would.

But it is truly and very funny,

That your nose runs,

And while it runs,

When you run short of handkerchiefs to wipe your nose with,

That’s when the things take an interesting turn.

Let’s see,

How much longer does it run.

Adios!