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.
The same kind of food,
Oh! How dearly I like.
Be it dal -rice or idli-dosa,
Pizza-pasta or salad.
My likings remain the same.
Food needs to be made well,
But food is divine,
As Ma makes them superbly and excellently.
The same kind of food,
Is what I have had since childhood,
But there were and are many brilliant variations in it.
Adios!
Ever heard the word “Coiffure”?
Well it’s meaning is-
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The hairsryle of a man or woman or the way somebody keeps or manages their hair.
It’s an word which had much use in the olden days.
Adios!
Incomprehensible is the light which glows in our heart.
Incomprehensible is the love which stems from our heart.
A baby’s laughter is incomprehensible,which can wipe away all pain
What is most incomprehensible is a mother’s love, which is so very unbounded and so much merciful, that there is no force equal or parallel to it.
Incomprehensible is a father’s love which despite being strict and disciplined is always tender and glowing and deep inside, below the cover of manhood and all machoism, it is as soft as a baby.
What is comprehensible is this world which runs on money and greed.
Had it not, then it would have been incomprehensible.
Hope it becomes so one day.
Adios!
Don’t you see?
The sky has risen?
The moon has shone?
And the birds are flying to the far away lands.
Don’t you see?
The school has begun?
The kids are ready their new term.
Don’t you see that the foods are nutritious and yet steeply increasing in the cost?
All is well,
Though it isn’t.
Don’t you see?
Well,whether you see it or not doesn’t matter,
For the one who needs to see, has already seen it.
Asios!
That evening I wrote a story.A story of love, of happiness and of being sober.The story touched my heart, so, I showed it to Ma.
Ma too liked the story.
The story revolved around a young boy and girl who knew they were to be married, yet, they couldn’t become friends with one another.It was the tough time that they had spend together when the time demanded for it, that made them friends.
That evening, I felt happy for I could write a story of something which has some meaning.
Maybe not thousands, but a few could be true friends not in lust, not in greed but in the true spirit of friendship.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 