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.
Beautiful carvings,
In the gemstones of ruby and sapphire,
Hung in a shelf in a market.
They were priced around Rs.700.
The beautiful carvings were of an elephant and a camel,
In the deserts of Rajasthan.
We bought them
And found that they were truly a masterpiece.
Adios!
You are inspiration,
You are my light,
You are happiness,
You are my fight.
You are divinity,
You are khuda.
You are God,
You are my inspiration.
Adios!
A twig,
Old in age,
Hanging from an old tree,
Was the play toy for the new baby parrot.
Its mother would warn it that not to play much but yet, that parrot would play with it often.
A fairy Jasmine from the fairyland saw her twig in plight.
The twig was praying to be rescued from its fragile condition.
Hearing the twig’s prays Jasmine waved her wand and the twig became firm.
Jasmine’s brother Daniel and their bird Tino serve the fairy queen in fairyland.
The baby parrot was extremely happy to find her plaything in proper place and did loops in the air in happiness.
Never ever did the twig break again.
Adios!
Ma’s cuddles keeps a baby happy.
Happiness blossoms and exponentially multiplies when a mother cuddles her child.
It strengthens the bond between them.
It is the purest form of love and God’s own divinity which manifests.
Truly blessed is a mother and so is her child.
Adios!
Critics need no food.
Neither do they need any air.
Simply their mouth, feelings and thoughts ate enough to cause a disaster.
They are a living epitome of negatives.
Critics seldom are those who are true and they are God sent.
Critical review doesn’t mean that the thing is critical, contrarily it helps decode any wrongness done with good heart or a slightly twisted one either of the critic or the person or thing under review.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 