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 road down my window,
Is a major junction.
It connects three roads,
One of which joins adjacently,
With one of the main roads of the city.
The road down my window,
Is continuously bustling with traffic,
Incessant honking,
Siren sounds,
And whatnot.
To boost up their business,
A tea stall,
A flower shop and a garage has opened up,
At the corner where the three roads meet.
All that I can say is that,
That the road is always busy.
Before the pandemic,
There used to be heavier traffic.
Adios!
A flight of dreams,
Of candies, jellies and jam,
Of breads, butter and freshly made cream.
Of sweets, pistachios and muffins.
Ain’t it a brilliant dream?
Adios!
Abide by it,
In a world,
Where wonders occur.
Abide by it,
Where rules stay.
Abide by it,
To be safe.
Abide by it,
To live happily.
Abide by it,
Means abiding by anything which is true and natural.
Adios!
These slices of cucumber,
Sent to you,
Are not for eating.
They are to be kept on your eyes,
To let them keep it healthy.
For keeping them nice and cool.
Please don’t eat them up
And if by mistake you do so,
No problem.
Put a new slice on.
Adios!
Making a home,
With love,
Happiness,
Fun,
Frolic,
Made the home complete emotionally.
Making a home,
With furnitures,
Appliances
And other things,
Made it complete materialistically.
Staying in a home,
With strength,
With will,
With grandeur,
Which is not of things or of style,
But of being a king in one’s heart.
Makes the home complete.
A home is a pride,
One who lives happily and can do justice to it,
Shall have happy timea forever.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 