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 jacket from Paris,
Was gifted to me by my friend.
It was a red coloured one,
With a flower emblemed on it.
We found it to be grand,
And quite beautiful.
And in its inner pocket was a note from my friend-
“To you my dear friend, from Paris,
With melody, love and happiness.”
With the jacket there was a music CD of a famous singer,
It was a limited edition.
I couldn’t thank my friend enough.
Adios!
Upon a hill,
Came a rabbit,
Whose name was Bill.
He had a cousin,
Who was also named Bill,
And his little sister was named Jill.
Now Bill, Bill and Jill,
Often went to play in a nearby abandoned palace,
Which was a remant of a big war.
One evening they found,
A golden watch hidden in the old storeroom,
And when the watch was set to the correct time,
The whole palace would come alive,
And the fairies would come in and dance,
And the pixies would make it their home,
But after an hour,
The magic used to fade,
All mystical beings to used to go away.
Bill, Bill and Jill,
Kept the watch in their toy box,
And for nearly forty years,
They kept it a secret and when the time came,
They let their children,
In on it too.
Now the magic wouldn’t fade for two hours,
And after a long wait,
They finally managed to buy that palace,
And its magic was visible only to them and to the magical beings.
Adios!
A fine composition,
Written in broken notes,
And was played on a keyboard.
The composition couldn’t be heard,
As the musicians moved on,
But the tune lived on forever,
Hidden in an old diary,
Beckoning to no one.
Not even a soul knew that existed until recently,
And when it was incorporated in a film music,
It was played as an ad-lib,
Gaining much popularity,
In the insides of the music world,
There was much hulaboo,
About who had composed the tune,
And when it was known,
The hitherto musician,
Got much larger gigs,
And success was with him.
Adios!
Big claims of a boy,
That he had won a trophy in a contest,
Were pooh-poohed by all.
None believed his story.
The boy kept quiet,
As if,
One day he would prove his metal.
And
He did.
There was a sudden flurry in his school,
A large competition was to be held.
The boy won the first prize in that contest,
And when everyone congratulated him,
He received their appreciation with grace and dignity.
The trophy mentioned above was left back in his home town.
In his new school,
The boy has won four large trophy cups,
And he wishes to win many more.
We wish him all the best. Adios!
A new boy in an old town,
Reached the sky,
To the very top,
Where he wanted to be.
Top doesn’t mean,
Earning millions and billions of money,
Or any currency.
Reaching the top means,
Achieving the best possible outcome,
For the deepest wish within.
The boy wanted to become a teacher,
And for four consecutive years he tried very hard,
And at last he got a chance to teach at the school where he wanted to.
The school wasn’t of any hot shot fame,
Most of the children were from poor families,
And the children loved his teachings.
And the local authorities used to sponsor them and they still do.
The “new boy” later on became the principal of that same school,
And that position he held for the rest of his life.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 