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.
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For every effort to achieve success.
For every milestone achieved.
For bringing happiness in people’s life.
For baking the cake beautifully,
For every tid bits,
For studying hard,
For your wonderful children who have turned out to be excellent.
For accepting so many challenges in life.
And for being a kind person amongst all odds.
And for making yourself happy.
Adios!
A group of sheep,
Made a discovery that they could talk.
Soon there was enough chatter,
Much louder and full of vigour,
That they could make a whole table rock.
The group of sheep,
Wore a mask,
Mind you each one of them,
Fearing a pesticide infection.
The sheep,
Came to know that they would be learning to write very soon.
A letter would reach to each of their distant relatives,
Within a day or two.
By evening they would even learn to swim,
And as the days pass,
They will surely learn that behind all this is their God,
Who loves them beyond anything.
Adios!
A daisy riding a night angel,
Found free wings.
It danced with the hyming drones pf the starry night,
Where the darkness and the moonlight ruled the sky.
The Daisy,
Felt free,
It felt like a thunderbird.
Who wouldn’t stop at anything.
Often it had dreamt,
That one day,
It would be free,
From all encumberances,
Of all ties,
But it returned to mother nature soon after,
As its home was on the ground,
Much beneath the flying clouds and its supreme Lord the sky.
Adios!
An autumn wind,
Blew my hat away.
I searched for it here and there,
But found it nowhere.
I looked miles apart,
The hat couldn’t be found,
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I felt dejected and sang a beautiful song.
The song cheered me up.
I went out again.
An autumn wind,
Brought me a new rose 🌹,
Which added delight to my soul,
And soon I asked the wind-“Please bring me back my hat.”
The next morning the hat was lying at my doorstep.
Maybe the autumn wind brought it back.
Adios!
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God in office,
His phone rang tring, tring, tring.
He laughed, he smiled,
The little honey bee wrote him a letter,
And it didn’t sting.
It asked for forgiveness,
For his grace and mercy.
He read the letter with delight,
And gave the honey bee his blessings.
After a while,
After having a delicious breakfast,
His mood became more merry,
And,
He danced,
He wrote,
He drank a glass of fresh lemon water,
To refresh himself,
And thus the merriness spreaded as if,
It was riding along the golden slide,
Which never stopped as it belonged,
To him.
God in office,
Was a rare sight to be seen,
And those who have,
Are truly blessed to have been.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 