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.
Coins and gifts,
On the Christmas eve,
The charm of the evening chimes and
Playfulness of the tunes.
Coins and gifts,
Are a handy thing.
For coins can buy gifts and
Exchanging gifts or presenting anyone with them is a merry way of celebtating Christmas.
Adios!
A big boy aged about sixteen years was roaming around the park when he found a small boy hiding in the bush.
That boy was aged about seven and was covered in green leaves.
The big boy fumbled up when he looked at him.
The little boy was holding a half eaten carrot.
They both kept on staring at each othersfor ten minutes when the big boy spoke at last?He asked-“What is your name?”
The little boy replied-“Greenie Thing.”
“What sort of name is that?” asked the big boy.
The boy replied -“That’s my name and I am from the world of greens.”
The big boy-“What world of greens?”
The little boy-“That’s where I live.”.
The big boy-“Where do you live?”
Greenie thing smiled and pointed towards his socks.
He said-“I live in your socks.”
The big boy-“In my socks? What do you mean?”
Greenie thing-“I live in the greens in your socks. You nearly trample me everyday and today I have come to visit you, but I got scared so I was hiding in your garden and you found me out.”
The big boy-“I don’t believe you.What green in my socks?”
Greenie thing-“The green where I live.You would find my green world located in it.”
The big boy-“In my socks? How can a boy live in anybody’s socks?”
Greenie thing-“Oh! But we can! We are the greens which sustains this world.”
The big boy-“Show me the greens in my socks.”
Greenie thing-“Aha! That’s a surprise.Tonight somebody would be visiting you.”
The big boy-“Who would be visiting me?”
Greenie thing-“That’s a surprise.Ain’t it Christmas?”
Saying so Greenie thing vanished.
The big boy was looking in that place where Greenie thing had vanished, when Greenie thing reappeared and said-“Don’t forget to hang your socks tonight.”
Adios!
A railway platform, in Swirzerland has a tea maker who gives four slices of sweet bread free with tea.
If you buy a cup of coffee you get a pie for free.
Many often ask him why these products are for free, he simply chuckles and says “My wife makes them and I bake them, have it and tell me whether it is tastes good or sour.”
The truth was, his products were excellent, but now he has decided to close his shop and go to Australia to set up his shop.
But his wife wouldn’t let him do so, thus he would be opening a bookstore soon, in a place unknown to all.
Adios!
The selling price of an object is the price at which a product is sold.Well it rules the world.Selling price is better known as MRP (Maximum retail price), but in most parts of the world, goods except medium to highly commercial products are sold on the retailer demand price i.e. the price which the seller wants. It is often calibrated to suit the needs of the seller (shopkeeper) leaving the customers with nothing but high prices.This is where one understands the true meaning of selling price.
Adios!
Good works are not held by others.It is done on one’s own good will. Work is like flowing wind, its temperament is unknown. Like in the recent times, when everyone was nearly out of work. A noble deed to build a particular thing for someone else, is widely accepted in the society but is often done for false causes. Good works are not to be defined by their outlook but by the work itself. That means the work is and will be good from the beginning till the end.Good work is not said but done.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 