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.
An autumn wind,
Blew my hat away.
I searched for it here and there,
But found it nowhere.
I looked miles apart,
The hat couldn’t be found,
😒,
I felt dejected and sang a beautiful song.
The song cheered me up.
I went out again.
An autumn wind,
Brought me a new rose 🌹,
Which added delight to my soul,
And soon I asked the wind-“Please bring me back my hat.”
The next morning the hat was lying at my doorstep.
Maybe the autumn wind brought it back.
Adios!
😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇🎅🎅🎅🎅🎅🎅🎅
God in office,
His phone rang tring, tring, tring.
He laughed, he smiled,
The little honey bee wrote him a letter,
And it didn’t sting.
It asked for forgiveness,
For his grace and mercy.
He read the letter with delight,
And gave the honey bee his blessings.
After a while,
After having a delicious breakfast,
His mood became more merry,
And,
He danced,
He wrote,
He drank a glass of fresh lemon water,
To refresh himself,
And thus the merriness spreaded as if,
It was riding along the golden slide,
Which never stopped as it belonged,
To him.
God in office,
Was a rare sight to be seen,
And those who have,
Are truly blessed to have been.
Adios!
😢😄😭😘😀😞🐦🐤😇
An adventure in the woods,
Brought out the king of the jungle.
He roared,
He jiggled,
He danced,
And roared again.
The other animals were scared,
But there was nothing to be scared off,
As the lion was quiet till the very end.
The adventure was a grand failure.
Four hunters and a car had gone to hunt in the jungle.
But hearing the lion roar,
They couldn’t even catch a rabbit,
Or anything for that matter.
They have now decided to go for hunting in the morning,
When at least light is there.
Let’s hope that they do better.
Adios!
A beautiful tiffin box,
Filled my heart with all happiness.
It brought back those happy memories,
Where during those boring lectures,
I could dream off about having nice and delicious tiffin,during recess.
That beautiful tiffin box made me reminisce about that golden time when school going had a broader perspective of having tiffin,
Without any worries about studies.
Ma would pack me various different tiffins such as idli, dhokla, dosa, poha, bread jam,rotis and sometimes sweets.
And there was another joy of having tiffin,
Of waiting for it,
And when recess came,
The best part was of eating up half of the tiffin and then waiting for the second recess to come.
These memories make me wonder,
Whether one should have his or her breakfast in a tiffin box simply to be happy, peaceful and to render a bit of their childhood in day to day working and happenings.
Adios!
History is fine,
It has gone out for shopping.
It took money from its piggy bank,
To buy a new book of history .
But its money fell short,
So it bought a big burger with that money
And chomping upon it,
It had very good thoughts,
That it had passed the school final ecams with full marks.
Afterall History too forgets itself,
And often loses marks,
In a subject,
As a student,
Which it owns.
Well, its mother was not pleased at all,
As history needed to study hard in its subject,
So history’s mother made it go out again,
With a strict warning,
That if it makes a mistake this time,
Even dal roti would be a far off dream for it.
So history went out again,
But this time it didn’t make any mistake and bought the correct book of history.
History passed in its subject by one extra mark and was given a treat of chocolates.
Next year, it cried to its parents to replace history with any other subject.
Afterall it too wanted freedom.
Adios!
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