A drawing of the college girl.
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A College Girl (Drawing).
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The Baby Giraffe.
The baby giraffe was born in Sydney,
Where he had eight toys to play with.
The enclosure where they used to stay was large enough for seven giraffes.
He had two brothers and a sister.
The sister was very disciplined and was named Samantha.
Peter and John were his brothers.They weren’t naughty, but both of them preferred to play alone.
The baby giraffe was named Pistachio the second,
As there were two pistachio trees inside the enclosure and he liked to play around and them.
Pistachio the second, drinks a lot of milk and the zookeeper supplies him with ten bottles of it.
He has now grown to be a little stronger giraffe and plays with a big toy teddy bear. He is still a lot younger.
His mother, Margaret would spend half of her time taking care of him, and his father would sing him a song often.
Well the family of giraffes are now moving from Sydney to Vienna, and when their new exhibit opens, I shall write more about them.
But there shall be a big surprise waiting.
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Seamless Sky.
The seamless sky,
Is very beautiful.
It runs from one end to the another end,
But the ends don’t meet.
The seamless sky is magnanimous and
Full of God’s imagination.
It’s where the angels play and have lot of fun.
But the clouds say “statue”,
When they become tired,
They drink a lot of cloud water,
And sing a little song.
Just like the humming bird,
The angels fly backwards,
Simply, because the sky is vast,
Doesn’t mean that it won’t bask.
It basks in its own glory,
And stays happy.
It is the seamless sky,
Oh! What a view atlast.
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The Night.
The night is not very dark.
Its just that the sun has gone over to the other side.
Night itself is beautiful,
Wherein lies the best of the sky.
The stars are clear,
The birds are back to their homes.
The clouds have dissipated,
And the milky way is vast and all around,
And looks as if it is very old but new.
The stars are old friends of mine,
So are the mountains,
These are divisions in between which make the unknown seen.
The countries which are glowing in the far away lands,
Are often sought after as the nights there are seemed to be different, though they are not.
The night is same for all, but people and their mind set are what, which makes the divisions existent.
The night is a time when all must rest.
The owls must do their duty and keep on rotating their heads.
The night is a time,
When a child hears a story from his mother.
In such beautiful nights life becomes dearer and dearer.
Adios!
The Smaller Boy.
Little Anthony was a small boy,
Who used to ride a bicycle.
His mother had gifted him one,
And for him, it was fun.
Little Anthony,
Would go to the market on the bicycle,
With his mother walking by his side.
There he met a smaller boy,
Who was younger to him,
But had a larger bicycle.
Soon,Anthony was facinated by it,
And asked his mother for a bigger bicycle.
Lily, his mother, gently said no to him
Anthony understood and didn’t ask for it again.
After two years, one day when Anthony returned home,
Lily gave a shout”Surprise” and opened the door for him.
There was a bigger cycle and a cricket set waiting for him.
Anthony was very happy seeing both of his gifts,
And went out to play with them.
But, he has grown up now to the age of thirty,
And has two kids aged four and three,
Yet his old cycle, the one which Lily brought for him first is with him.
He cleans it regularly and has kept a teddy bear on its seat.
Lily is now aged 55,
His dad is aged about 60,
But his first bicycle remains evergreen for him.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 