This site is about the inspiration I get everyday, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers which receive light when asked to God.
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A beautiful garden,
Rose up the hills,
It was innumerable,
In beauty and flowers 💐.
The garden was cared for by fairies,
And many small fairy babies would fly in and out of the garden ,
Laughing all the way about.
The little roses would talk,
The lilies would smile,
The fairies would have their tiffin and tea,
In the core of the garden.
The beautiful garden,
Is a gem among all the best gardens.
Adios!
A butterfly said hi to Rosy,
Who was busy gardening.
Rosy was stunned that a butterfly could speak.
The butterfly said,
“Don’t worry,
I’m magical.
So I can speak.
How are your roses growing Rosy?”
Rosy-“Am I dreaming?”
Butterfly-“No”.
Rosy then smilingly replied,
“My roses are growing beautifully.”
The butterfly vanished,
Just by saying-“Excellent!”.
Rosy was very astonished. She thought that what did the butterfly mean by it and where to had it vanished. It was all a mystery.
Adios!
😋🐣🐥⭐
Ticking off his little brother,
The bigger brother got much satisfaction.
But he used to love his little brother a lot.
To apologise for the ticking off episode,
He bought a big toy car.
When he gifted it to him and said sorry,
His brother hugged him and gave him a big kiss.
That made him cry.
Now he thinks thrice before ticking his little brother off.
Adios!
Dearest Dadubhai, a very happy birthday to you. Wish you many many happy returns of the day. Be shining always and be the biggest light of all in God’s Kingdom.
Be there with us always. Be always smiling.Be happy and have lots and lots of cake on this beautiful day.
The very same to you Kaka Babu dadu. They both are my maternal grandfathers(both of them are brothers having the same date of birth, so my maternal grandfather’s brother is also my grandfather) and I am there proud grandson.
From daughter, son In law and grandson.
Be very happy always and be always with God.
N.B. -They both are now Kings of Heaven with my friend Karl.
Adios!
A Hut Is Glowing On The Top Of The Hill.
It has red roof and green tiles.
Walls are yellowish grey,
Steps are laid to it.
Gardens surrounds, it is a boon,
That it regularly calls me.
My legs are poor though not old,
Can only smile and give me hope.
“I will take you there”.
But do the residents, know me?
Does not matter. I will go and stay.
I love this hut from down to look at.
They will surely offer me tea.
Adios!