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.
Quickly enough,
The boy had his breakfast,
To be surprised by a surprise visit by his elder sis,
Who lived four countries away.
He couldn’t hold back his tear,
Neither could she.
They wanted the time to stop there and be freezed for ever,
So that once more by God’s grace,
They may be able to live their childhood once more again.😄
Adios!
The weather has been chimy,
With cold winds blowing all day.
So cold,
That even ice would wear a sweater.
Anyway, a nice change from the tropical hot weather.
It keeps the mind cool and a day where in you can lay snugly underneath the warm covers,laying the whole day off by sleeping, no one would mind.Right?
I guess so.
Adios!
😄😄😄😄🍀🍀🍀🍀🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🐢🐢🐢
It’s a high feeling,
That we have won,
In the eating competition,
Where Chole bhatura (Indian-Punjabi delicacy) were the food items to be eaten.
There were ten competitors,
But we came first.
The prize was priceless,
Ten free pizzas for a year.
We were overjoyed.
Now anyone up for the chole bhature competition? Eh?
Adios!
I write about God’s love.
Many things, I have had so much of him.
But please,believe me for God’s sake,
That he belongs to everybody and
Is present everywhere.
But you will make your face like,
What is new in it?
These lines we have heard many times.
But when needed,
God is busy somewhere else.
But it is belief,that makes God your only friend.
That day in the heavy rain,one string of my umbrella was bent.
It made me manage the rain impossible with my school bag on.
I was looking for a repairing man,
Went shop to shop,
But couldn’t get anyone.
The rain poured more heavily.
I felt like crying and I opened my broken umbrella.
And lo! It is perfectly alright.
All strings are in place.
I was stunned.
Though I was calling God,
I couldn’t believe that he was present in this rain.
One small boy who was completely wet,
Came and asked me-“Will you take me under your umbrella?”
God is present everywhere.
My small contribution made him happy.
Adios!
Do you know I see colourful rains?
This morning I saw yellow rain pouring everywhere.
Definitely the sun must have scolded it,
As the clouds have covered the sun.
The sky blue rain,
With a gush of wind,
When called me to the window,
A red bus was passing by on the road,
And the sparrows were on my window still,
Chirrping for bread.
I was happy and clapping my hands.
Mother said what is there to clap?
I could not take my dry clothes in for this rain.
Nobody believes me and then they say it is bullshit.
Then came the green rain.
I thought to collect it and to use it in my colour book.
That is rain.
That is my sweet rain.
Nobody believes, but I know it will come in different colours,
Wish that you can also see the colourful rains and write a letter to me.
It helps in solving the sums.
It helps me to jump at the window.
It helps to sing and dance and
I love to get wet in the rain.
I comeback home colourful.
But nobody believes me.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 